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walked to the dazzling gardens, finding a round timid looking middle aged man sitting on a bench staring at the grandness of a dead mutilated rat at his feet . Immediately recognised by Miss Venus she rushed over to his side to greet him, it was Mr. Dubois, he stood up kissed her hand exclaiming “Welcome mademoiselle, and who may this fine young man be?”
                  “This is my colleague Edward Charleston from the University of Oxford.” stated Venus.
                  “ It is n ice to meet you Mr. Charleston.” Mr. Dubois said soberly clearly interested .
                  Edward nodded and cordially followed the party into an exceedingly warm green house. The diversity in specimens which roamed this room sprouted everywhere invading the artificial perimeter imprinted of the smell of a Turkish bath house. The man approached a vivid red plant woven with yellow strikes; he caressed it and began defining it.
    “This little specimen produces venom ten times more lethal than the one of a python, Marie Antoinette the deceased today headless queen of France brought it with her from her native homeland, Austria. She used it to get rid of those who dared to compete with her beauty. Venus you must be rather familiar with this plant. Any how I would give you some for a souvenir but its very touch could end your days.”
    Edward questioned him. “ Sir , if the touch of this plant is as lethal as you say, than how come its power seems indifferent at your touch. ”
    “That my boy is due to my antibodies.”
    “Excuse me, what in the world are antibodies?”  
    “We have only begun to scratch the surface of science; let’s just say that my immune system has been trained to repent su ch threats from this potentially deadly plant. Now if we wish to have enough time we must run along a little faster, excuse me for the delay.”
    Venus's piercing eyes drove Mr. Dubois to hurry, for his little childish habits would draw suspicion from her mortal companion. They took a little walk through the long enchanting hallways before entering a luxurious pavilion. Mr. Dubois handed Venus a little case then turned his head toward his lit fireplace.
    Venus turned her head towards the roaring fire and exclaimed. “I wish to have a word with you Mr. Dubois, privately. Edward , would you be so kind to hold this and wait outside, it will only take a few minutes.” Her sincere smile bothered him enormously, but he obeyed her took the box and left the room closing the door behind himself. Venus began the conversation saying. “Louis I need the copy of my map of Atlantis I left safely with you, it is of great importance.”
    “For what my dear, will you use it to enchant your little friend as you have done with many others? ” He looked amused as he teased her, hoping that Edward was a gift to add on his dinner table.
    “Edward has no idea of my current position in immortality, and I desire to keep it t his way till I restore him home, t he maps please!”
    “I don't do favors at no price, the boy interests me, besides his flesh seems perfectly ripened.”
    “I ask of no favor, besides the maps are all mine.” She said in an angered tone. “I didn't save you out of charity, you were my friend, and I left your wife Marie to the grave because she never ceased trying to murder me by every means. Why did you show that plant to Edwards any way, do you wish to ruin my disguise. I saved you from the bastille because you seemed fit enough to do good deeds, never did I intend that you shall deal with the devil, due to your hunger for immortality. What good does it bring you; you've become a murderer who seeks little children as your breakfast . H ave you no humility?”
    As Venus grasped for another gasp of air to continue her argument Mr. Dubois, Frances last king Louis interrupt her in a pacific tone. “Venus beautiful Venus, never mind o ur little arguments of the past, i f you wish to have your map back I