Chapter one: Packing it up

On the mainland, a good deal away from the Inkwell Isles love is in the air as many couples wander the street. Some stop by the sweet shop getting a treat for their sweetheart or they just walk with their arms linked. Unknown to these couples a careful set of eyes watches them scanning the crowds for any discourse. She does not see anything wrong for now as she heads back to where she came. The place is in tones of red and black done in Victorian style. On the steps lies a boy snoozing away his red hair an uncontrollable mess just as uncontrollable as him.

"Eros wake up!" she yells at him the only time she actually does as she is soft-spoken. Eros hearing her scream jumping in the air and as he lands glares at her.

" Lyre you don't have to yell at this rate you'll make me deaf." he wines at that Lyre huffs.

"I wouldn't have to yell at you if you actually went and did your job instead of sleeping all the time I'm surprised that Mistress hasn't already yelled at you."

" Ah you worry too much she loves us she could never be mad at us." Lyre sighs at Eros notion.

"If that is what gets you through the day Eros then, by all means, believe it. I'm going to give my report you best do so too that is if you even have yours." That said Lyre heads inside and directly heads to the lounge where the Mistress is without a doubt. Reaching the door Lyre knocks and waits for a response.

" Come in." a sweet calm voice beckons her. Lyre opens the door to see her dear Mistress laying on the chaise lounge. Upon Lyre entering the room the Mistresses has a loving smile on her face.

"My dear Lyre what do you need of me?"

"I've come to give you my report for today"

"Oh!It's already that late in the day I did not even realize Lyre you must be tired please come sit with me." She pats the spot next to her intently. Lyre face flushes the lightest tint of pink at the invitation as she sits down.

" There is not much to report for today my lady as there are many happy couples surely you must feel it."

" That I do but I like to hear you say it yourself, after all, I love our talks." she reaches over to grab a brush from the side table as she turns to fully face Lyre. " Lyre turn around your hair is a mess let me brush it." Lyre complies as Aphrodite glides the brush through her hair getting the tangles out.

" Lyre we are going to be moving to the Inkwell Isles," Aphrodite says bluntly as she is always straight to the point with Lyre.

"I have noticed people heading their mainly, loving couples and I believe that a change of scenery will do all of us some good. So what do you think about it?"

" I think that would be nice," Lyre says relaxing under the gentle caress of the brush. Aphrodite smiles at her response.

" I'm glad that you think so darling as we are going to be heading there in a couple of days so I want you to start packing."

" Okay, I will start packing right away." Lyre gets up as Aphrodite is done brushing her hair. She heads for the stair leading to her room at the end of the hall. The room is a nice size with light blue walls that make it feel a little bit bigger than it is. There is a desk in the corner covered in papers and notebooks some look to be reports and the others drawings. Lyre head straight for the desk knowing that it would be the thing that would be the longest to pack up.

" This is going to take more time than anything after all Aphrodite just leaves the paperwork to me. Guess it's my own fault for letting it be this much of a mess."

Lyre first starts with the drawings a few little things she did when bored or stressed nothing much most end up in the trash while a few are set aside in a stack. Then she starts to collect the reports glancing at them to check the dates to organize notices something that she has not before the reports have been off. She must not have noticed it before due to being tired but looking now the percentages of love seem to have been going down.

" Could this be why Aphrodite wants to leave the mainland? But didn't she say there was plenty of loving couples herself and I have not noticed there to be any difference so why? Even with the couples heading there the love here should be enough and surely this can't just be the want for a change of scenery"

Lyre wants to get to the bottom of this but with only a couple days there is no way that she would be able to find the answers.

"No use in trying to solve this now with the little time I have but that does not mean I won't look for the answers later."

Lyre throws the reports in a box and continues to pack up her room until the only thing not packed up and put aside is her bed that she falls back onto. Exhausted Lyre is asleep right away with just one last thought on her mind being.

Why?