The terrace was down to crumbs and casualties by the time Emily carried Aurora off to bed, the alchemist asleep before her head even found the maid's shoulder, still faintly glowing with residual blessing.
Elisabeth Valorian watched them go, set down her emptied cup, and announced her imminent departure for the fourth time that morning.
"Allow me." Quinlan's fingers flicked before the sentence finished landing, and a [Warp Gate] unfolded beside the table, opening onto sunlit stone in the human capital.
The Arch Priestess stared at it, then her eyes moved to Quinlan and narrowed into suspicious slits.
"You're way too accommodating all of a sudden..."
"You wanted to leave. As a devout follower of the Goddess, would I dare-"
"Don't you dare make such terribly ill-mannered jokes, Villain!"
Elisabeth scoffed and began moving toward the swirling doorway, accompanied by a lot of huffs and puffs.
"Can I visit you sometime, Eli~?" Seraphiel waved from her seat.
