A Knock at the door caused Victor to rise again, he opened the door and exchanged a few words with the Zoner before once again returning to his seat, this time with a bottle of water and two glasses. He poured them both a drink before continuing;
''I assume the exiles don't abstain from cardimine use, you still take it? or do you use stabaline instead?''
He took a sip of water before continuing.
''If the crimson cross were stripped of most of their power, why leave? was there any real change in the Government or did one group turn out to be just as bad as the other?''
She nodded at him once he poured each a glass and took hers to take a short sip.
"There was a time were we considered the use of Stabiline as we had a lack of Cardamine but nowadays we have a stable supply line of it. Stabiline is worse than Cardamine, trust me. We tested it."
She just sighed weakly before continueing:
"The Crimson Cross was the lesser evil if you ask me, a goverment worshipping Nomads is better than one heavily controlled and influenced by them, right? I even helped them to rise to what they are now, I was blind and regret it."
He chuckled a little ''I'll take your word for it.'' He crossed something out on his paper before continuing, ''I'm curious as to how you helped the current government rise to power, would you care to share?''
"Sure. Well, the National Council is.. or likely was a Council founded by several influential Maltese familys to give Malta stability after the fall of the Crimson Cross. To achieve almost full control over Malta you need ways to get rid off your political enemies without killing them. That's where the CID, the Corsica Intelligence Division came in. Founded by the first Maltese Exiles to directly cooperate and assist the uprising National Council. I was the Commander of this subdivision back then and things went well, good enough that the Crimson Cross agreed to merge with the National Council too. Finally we had a united Malta, the true goal I had and still have but well..."
''Power always has a price'' He muttered under his breath.
''If you could do anything differently, would you? I mean, in hindsight, if you knew then what you know now, what would you have done?''
She froze for a second at this question, her expression turned from the almost emotionless one she kept on to something sad.
"Yes. I would have killed the head behind all this. I had the chance, plenty of, I was one of the people able to get close to her. I regret that I didn't find the strength at my last oppurtunity to kill her, things could look different now.."
Victor paused for a moment, slightly puzzled by the bizzare reaction she just displayed, before continuing.
''If that is true, then why didn't you? Forgive me for being rude but....what stopped you? And who is the 'head behind all this', do you remember her name?''
"I didn't realize it, I realized it when it was too late already and at my last chance.. I was too weak, she was a close friend, I couldn't just do it but now.. I wouldn't hesitate a single second anymore to kill her, to kill Enma Loyola and weaken their influence a lot by it."
''Sounds personal.......If you don't mind my saying so, Did she do something to you? Or is it purely political?'' He asked, somewhat curious himself as to what the answer was. He fixed his attention on Rosa, trying to gage what she was thinking underneath her emotionless mask.
For just a brief moment it seemed like she was going to lose her focus and show some emotions but she managed to avoid it.
"Hm, I would say that political as well as private reasons stand behind it. She betrayed me as a friend just as much as she betrayed Malta and humanity. I am not going to forgive her and just wait for the right moment to strike, with the President gone and her people handling stuff it's just a matter of time before she becomes careless."