With a much better mood, Reign locked the door to his cabin to ensure privacy for what he had planned in mind.
The clunk of the lock clicking into place signaled that he was now free from unwanted interruptions.
He turned his attention back to the food cart, prepared his plate and began pulling freshly slaughtered meats from inside one of the stainless container.
Although the pieces were black and pale on the outside, the inside was still red and juicy. It was Alfonso's corpse, cut into steak-sized portions as he had ordered.
Thanks to Lilith's influence, and of course, some money and bribery, he managed to secure the corpse this without drawing attention.
If Emy ever asked where it went, they could simply say they had dumped it along the way.
And if it came to that, they didn't have to worry because just one word from Reign could silence all of her protests.
'I'll start with the belly,' Reign said, taking his time and savoring each moment as he prepared to eat.
He carefully arranged the meat on his plate, appreciating the rich color and texture.
Using a sharp knife, he sliced off a piece, noting the tenderness of the flesh. Each cut was precise, revealing the juicy interior.
He lifted the first bite to his mouth, savoring it.
'Yummy! I knew it, nothing beats human flesh,' he chuckled inwardly. 'The fat-to-muscle ratio is just right. I'd rate this a 7 out of 10. '
"WOOF! WOOF!" Wick started barking, his eyes fixed on one of the steaks.
His excitement was obvious as he wagged his tail furiously. Wick's mouth watered, and he started salivating as he tried to get closer to the meat.
"You want one too?" Reign asked
"WOOOF! WOOOF! " Wick nodded.
"Alright, but remember, next time you need to hunt for your own food. You can't just rely on me just because I spoil you," Reign said as he stood up.
"What part do you want?" he asked, holding out various pieces of meat for Wick.
He moved the different cuts around, watching for a reaction to see which one his pet preferred.
Reign could feel the anticipation in the air, not just within himself but among the other passengers as well. They had been on this journey for a while, and the end was finally in sight.
The train made a brief stop at a platform, and the track descended, leading into an underground tunnel.
When it was done, the screen stopped playing the fake footage, and everyone could finally see what was really outside. Not that it had much to offer—just hard cement and overhead lights.
Reign looked around the compartment, observing the other members of Lucas' group.
They were all silent, each lost in their own thoughts. The tension from what happened seemed to have dissipated.
They knew that reaching Rosewood was just the beginning; their true mission awaited them after they changed transportation.
After the train went through some checkpoints , it emerged from the tunnel, and the passengers were greeted by the sight of Rosewood Station.
Steam hissed from the train's brakes as it came to a stop, and the doors opened with a mechanical hiss, releasing a burst of cool air into the warm compartment.
Reign and the others in Lucas' group gathered their belongings and prepared to exit.
They moved together in a coordinated manner. As they stepped onto the platform, they were hit by the busy scene around them.
Passengers rushed about, porters pushed carts full of luggage, and the noise of people talking filled the air.
Reign, on the other hand, just observed. 'This city will be my next target,' he made a mental note to himself before following Lucas.
While the other passengers headed towards Customs to enter Rosewood Capital, Lucas' group had different plans.
They bypassed the main exit, heading instead towards a more secluded part of the station. Their destination was a large, industrialized freight train that was already waiting for them.
The freight train stood out among the other trains at the station.
Its once-sleek, metallic exterior now looked old and worn. Rust had built up in places, and the paint was chipped and faded. The engine made a low rumbling noise, adding to its old-fashioned feel.
"This thing is a mess," Reign muttered aloud. "Are you sure it's still working?" he asked Lucas, who was leading the group.
Lucas looked at the train with a hint of embarrassment.
"Uh, yeah, it should be," he replied, his voice lacking confidence. "It's seen better days, but it's still operational. It will get us where we need to go." He avoided Reign's gazed, not wanting to admit how unreliable the old train might actually be.
"I hope it gets us there in one piece," Reign said sarcastically, causing the other passengers to shift uneasily and glance at each other with anxious looks.