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"Cookies" → Spells / Martial Arts
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Chapter 59
→ Re-Estize Royal-palace / Barbo ←
It was in the early hours of the day, when a messenger arrived in the palace. Barbo, already awake and in his throne room, can't fault a man for enjoying the finer things in life, let the commoner wait for roughly half an hour, as the commoner needed to learn his position, before granting the commoner the privilege to meet him. The attitude changed the moment the messenger opened his mouth.
"Margrave René Veuillet Poiret Pouchet sends me with dire news, your majesty." The messenger began. At this point Barbo signed for the commoner to continue.
"He suspects that Princess Renner was visiting my father, probably under duress, to get supplies for the renegade." the messenger continues.
At this news Barbo had trouble holding his emotions inside. Anger, disappointment and fury welled through his veins.
"What are you waiting for? Send the riders out!" He shouted as the knights of his palace scurried in all directions.
"I will get you back, Renner." he fumed under his breath, anger towards Stronoff in his heart.
The palace, no the entire capital, was in uproar when the news spread throughout the city. The location was finally known. Many were praying again for her safety, while the palace was preparing as fast as possible to send the riders out.
Within the palace the riders were quickly assembled. Only the strongest would suffice. Those thirteen best were in the courtyard while the horses were prepared for them. Then Barbo stepped out onto the yard.
"Your mission is two folded. The main objective is to retrieve and free my dear sister from the clutches of this wretched Gazef Stronoff. Second is to eliminate Gazef Stronoff, as he is a traitor to this kingdom!" he barked, pumping his order up with the anger in his heart.
The response was fast as the veterans nodded and immediately saddled up. The dust wasn't even settled as the riders were out the palace gate.
After this was dealt with, Barbo immediately needed to relax. Thus he got to his lunch and ravaged it with gusto. Afterwards he needed rest and went to his room. His paranoia was already ramping up, as he saw the beady red eyes and tails again in the shadows. But during the last day it was more aggressive. Chittering, the scratching of claws on his bed and the rattling of knives made his sleep nigh impossible
He entered his office, closed the door and sighed.
"You can come out now," he said, as one of these rat-men came out of the shadows.
"Deathmaster Sneak is angry-furious." the rat-man hissed, pointing a knife towards him.
"I can explain…" Barbo tried, already seeing the hopeless situation, as eight more came out of the shadows.
"Better hurry-be fast." came the reply.
"I need the dwarfs separated from the Sorcerer Kingdom. That way we have an easier fight. Besides, we will attack the dwarfs either way." Barbo pleaded.
Three more rat-men emerged and Barbo gulped.
Chittering amongst the rat-men echoed in his ears and practically drilled into his brain.
"Send messenger-news to deathmaster." ordered one of them as a shadow hushed through the door.
Anticipation burned its way through the spine and fear was palpable, as Barbo and the twelve rat-men waited with baited breath.
"Though they probably have a different reason than me." Barbo hissed in his mind, as he hated his helpless situation.
The fear and anticipation of both sides were reaching a new height, when a strange odor assaulted his nose. A rat-men with black fur appeared.
"Deathmaster-Chief agrees. No-fur is allowed-permitted to live. Yes-yes." it spoke and the knives retreated.
As the thirteen rat-men retreated into the shadows, their beady red eyes glaring at him as a warning, Barbo sighed in relief.
"I hate that I can't do anything. They know everything and have me under their thumb." he thought as he left his room, which smelled like sewage.
→ Raevan-mansion / Raeven ←
Normally Raevans network of spies, informants and agents would take much longer to bring information to him. But he had also made sure that important information would reach him extremely fast. The disappearance of the princess falls under that category.
As the messenger left, Raeven and Zanac looked at each other.
"I don't believe that it is that simple." Zanac threw into the room.
"Indeed. I don't think Gazef Stronoff would do such things. That doesn't fit together. That means that something else is going on." Raevan agreed.
"I think that my sister is the mastermind. The only question is why would she leave the palace and why not earlier?" Zanac asked.
"I heard something about a marriage between her and this upcoming baron." Raeven threw in.
"That actually makes sense, considering her relationship to Climb." Zanac agreed and Raeven shuddered.
"Indeed. But we also need to prepare for the aftermath of the coming war." Raeven sighed as he pulled out a new map, which showed resource distribution within the kingdom.
But the situation never left his mind. Sometimes he would lose his train of thought, only to realize that he was ripped from their current discussion. The entire situation was currently looking like a giant mess, and he didn't like it.
→ Royal-carriage / Renner ←
After the stressful night, Renner awoke to a peaceful morning, a bright and true smile on her lips. She slowly opened her eyes and took the view in front of her. Climb was still asleep, despite the early sun hitting his exhausted face. Pearls of sweat were all over his body, but the determination he had for her was still visible, despite his dreams. She loved that view.
Sadly it got ruined after a short while, by Gazef Stronoff. He slowly opened the door, looking tired, exhausted and glad.
He nudged Climb on, until the young bodyguard of hers was awake.
"I take my rest, while you continue to drive?" Stronoff inquired and Climb nodded.
"Climb? Please take one of those small boxes there. It should contain breakfast." she smiled at him as she saw his face brighten up.
"Thank you, Princess Renner." Climb retorted and took his breakfast.
"You might take one as well, Gazef Stronoff." Renner smiled at the former chief warrior.
"Of course." Stronoff agreed, as he took one as well.
Not long after she had taken her own breakfast, the carriage started to move again. She read through her network while Stronoff fell asleep. He had fed and watered her father, so the unconscious king would remain alive, though she didn't care as much about him.
After a short while she didnt want to read anything and thus decided to just look outside and enjoy the scenery. The forest grew more sparsely over time and the carriage was slowly but surely coming into more rural areas than a forest.
As Climb seemed to have found a good place to make camp for a short while he stopped.
"I need to rest for a short while, Princess Renner." he reported and she nodded.
She used that chance to walk a bit and enjoyed the, seemingly, untouched grass. She rested her head against moss and relaxed for a short while.
After she almost fell asleep, she went back to the carriage and shuffled through the "Spiders Papers", just to check upon the insanity that was the royal palace at the moment.
"What are those, Princess Renner?" Climb inquired.
"Someone I met had made them. They allow me to check upon the royal palace." she told Climb.
"Anything new?" Climb inquired, preparing two lunches, which were also in boxes.
"The typical insanity so far. But I haven't read through it completely yet. But it seems that my brother is not as powerful as he seems." she smiled as she pointed towards a passage about rat-men.
"That doesn't look good for the kingdom." Gazef Stronoff suddenly threw his hat into the ring.
"Indeed. The political damage if something like that comes out." she shuddered.
"I thought more along the lines of defense. These rat-men seem quite skilled and sneaky. That they have infiltrated the royal palace without seemingly being noticed? That is terrifying. That they can blackmail the prince is bad. The thought that they can treat the heir to the throne like that is even more devastating." Stronoff shuddered.
"I didn't look at it like that. To be fair, I am astounded that he managed to reach adulthood without a hunting accident. Even further that my brother is still alive and in the seat of power. But that tells me more about the kingdom than anything." Renner explained as Climb and Stronoff looked at her, the former with shock while Stronoff nodded.
"But wouldn't that…" Climb began.
"Be completely normal in noble houses that had an heir that was deemed unworthy? Accidents happen. There were a few cases before the king fell ill, actually." Stronoff finished for Climb, who looked distraught.
"Politics seems to be a dirty business. But even with Barbo still around, I hoped that my father would have named Zanac. At least Zanac has some brains behind his forehead." she responded, placing one of her hands atop of Climbs.
"I can not and will not say anything in that regard." Stronoff agreed and she smiled at him.
"Ehem, what is that about?" Climb asked as he pointed towards a part she hasn't read yet.
"Seems like one of my cousins is more loyal to the crown than his own father. But we should have a sizable advantage. Climb, dear, could you prepare for our departure after we finish our food? We shouldnt squander too much time." Renner inquired, as she shuffled the papers together and brought them to the carriage.
"Of course, Princess Renner." Climb replied and did as ordered, while Stronoff watched the food.
Not long after they ate as fast as possible, before they left the place.
→ Arwintar Nazarick-mansion / Arachama ←
As the early morning was breaking in, Arachama was woken by Enti. During her stay in this new world, Arachama had begun to sleep in from time to time, but with her current job, she asked her oldest to wake her up. This gave her an hour or two more for her work, which meant it was finished earlier. She would use that time to reinvest said time carefully, mostly cuddles but sometimes cuddles in her living room and cuddles in the indoor gardens.
"It is necessary for me." she mused as she was waking up Zesshi for today.
"Just a few minutes more. The sun isn't even up." her daughter grumbled.
"But breakfast is ready and I need moral support with my own quest." Arachama told her daughter and grabbed Zesshi in a bearhug.
As she secured her moral reinforcement, she carried her daughter towards the breakfast table. Enti had prepared fried egg, toast and bacon. Though she stuck by her new rule to never ask where the food comes from. She had done it once and only received the answer that it was fresh from a farm that treats these animals with the appropriate care. Arachama never inquired further, as it was nice to know that Nazarick was mostly animal friendly.
"But I am drifting off." she thought as she ate her last piece of bacon.
"Enti?" she asked, her oldest running over and sneaking between Zesshi and herself.
"Yes, mom?" Enti inquired.
"Can you make sure that Leinas gets the books on that list, beside her usual books? I fear she might be bored. Especially as she has a lot more time now.I would also like to have the egg here. The last few days showed me that there was too much weight in this accursed office to have it safely there." Arachama wanted to know.
"Of course, mom." Enti responded and snuggled into her abdomen.
The three, in different levels of ecstasy, remained like that for some time, until Arachama saw the first rays of sunshine glimmer through the windows.
"We must go, my oldest." she told Enti as she gave a peck onto Entis 'forehead'.
"O-of c-c-course." Zesshi threw in, having gotten a tint of blue.
Enti, just as sneaky as she had gotten into her lap, excited said bear hug. The tint on Zesshis face dissipated.
As usual, Arachama stepped through the portal of the "Gate" spell and found herself in her, or better her newly acquired, office.
Albedo, who was usually in Mongas bedroom together with Shalltear, was nowhere to be seen and so she began the daily trauma.
Paperstack after paperstack found its end against her righteous pen as Arachama signed her way through her personal foes. Zesshi, who had been tired at breakfast and her being here, fell asleep at the beginning of the session. But that wasn't a problem, as Arachama only needed her daughter for today.
As noon began, Arachama got quite angry. Yes, the annoying papers were not there anymore. But instead Arachama found papers regarding a spy network with spies, agents and more.
"Why have I tried to infiltrate all the neighbors, if no one is reading those damn papers? Normally those two are thinking that we know too much, now they think we are dumb?" she fumed. Especially as Albedo and Demiurge had built them up.
Just as she thought about storming into Mongas bedchamber, she calmed herself with her plushy, Zesshi. Afterwards she continued and found that most of these networks were not really about intelligence, more about counterintelligence and limiting access to information. That calmed her down further and she looked over it.
"Seemingly Albedo learned to not waste money." she sighed in relief as she finished the papers regarding the networks.
After the networks came the papers regarding the army of Nazarick. This baffled Arachama.
"Since when does our army do paperwork? Don't they just spawn?" she asked aloud.
Zesshi, still trying to regain her breath, looked confused at her.
"What do you mean?" her daughter inquired.
"We have an army of undead. They are from here. I didn't know undead puppets have needs. But look at these papers." Arachama handed them to Zesshi.
"Those aren't undead. Here are the costs for the undead. There is no money spent, but it is listed as part of the army. But it seems that Nazarick is also entertaining human soldiers and paying the adventurers guild for quests." Zesshi pointed out and she looked again.
"True. Hmm. It seems that Mongas ideas in regards to the guild have gained in popularity. That is good. Maybe we can use that to calm the population a bit more." she mused and Zesshi looked at her.
"What I don't get is why Nazarick needs adventurers. You could send in undeads upon undeads after anyone reports a monster." Zesshi shook her head.
"Control, daughter, it is about control. What were, or are the greatest heroes of a kingdom? Is it the king that rots on his throne? Is it an arrogant princeling that is stumbling like a fool from one problem to the next disaster? Is it the criminal on the street? No. Most of the heroes are adventurers. Thus it is good to control the guild as well as to 'support' them for free. That way we are more likely to have a positive standing with that highly skilled adventurer and our population." Arachama tried to explain.
"But what if someone opposed to Lord Ainz becomes a popular hero?" Zesshi inquired.
"That is where the control comes into play again. What would people with the necessary talent do, if they never manage to climb a certain rank? What would the populus think, if they simply took a quest they were not cut out for?" Arachama counter asked.
Zesshi looked at her and then nodded. It didn't help Zesshis situation, as she resumed her role as Arachamas plushy.
The last part of the paperwork were the costs. She tried to get as much lowered, but sadly she had already cut a bit of that off. Luckily Demiurge had cut the costs of his army a bit shorter, though she didn't want to inquire further how he did that.
As the afternoon kicked in Arachama yawned and Zesshi was keeping a bit more distance. The last piece of paper was signed without mercy and Arachama stretched herself, knowing her victory was assured. Though the paper will strike back tomorrow.
"Zesshi dear? Do you have a "Gate" scroll?" Arachama inquired.
"Of course mom." her daughter verbally rolled her eyes.
"Good. Could you bring this bag to Monga? He will cast "Gate" for you to his place. You can also spend time with him. But be at home at sunset. Is that clear? Otherwise I have to storm Mongas quarters and drag you home." she inquired.
"Cast the "Gate" Monga" she told him via "Message".
"Thanks mom. I will be home afterwards. See you later." Zesshi jumped at the chance, gave Arachama a long hug and rushed through the portal.
"Uff. This is the first step that Pestonya proposed. But it still feels hard." Arachama confessed to herself, a sad undertone in her voice.
"But Monga had told me to work on myself." she sighed.
As she arrived in her mansion, Arachama was stormed by the other daughters and they cuddled in the foyer, before cuddling in the indoor garden and finally eating dinner. Before they then cuddled in the living room. Just as Zesshi reappeared, the whole mass cuddled in Arachamas bedroom.
→ Arwintar Imperial-palace / Arachne ←
The last week was hard for Arachne. All the small battlefields she fought on in regards to the wedding. Then there was the betrothal. All in all it was exhausting. But the time she had spent with Jircniv was worth it. But now the couple was working the last bits out.
They looked into the garden of the palace, as servants brought every piece to its place.
"Are you sure I can't get a glimpse…?" Jircniv asked.
A smile crossed her lips as she already knew the question. She had heard it at least a few hundred times the last few days.
"No. It is a surprise for you." she giggled.
He placed his arm around her shoulder and she leaned into him.
"Can't fault me for trying," he said.
"That is true. You will love it though. Tuare already brought and prepared it today. I went full out for tomorrow. Nothing less for my emperor." she grinned as he snickered slightly.
"I should be the one saying something similar." Jircniv snickered.
"You are already paying so much. Let me pay for my own dress at the wedding. Just wait for tomorrow and then enjoy the show. And then the aftershow." she purred into his side and felt Jircniv tiptoe at her side.
"Seems to work perfectly fine to me." she thought as she looked up at him.
They continued to observe the preparations for tomorrow, when Tuare returned with food and drink.
During the last few days, they had cuddled a lot and sometimes fell asleep in each other's embrace. But today, as per tradition,would be excruciating.
As they slowly munched on the food, she wanted to do more than cuddling, but sadly that would have to wait. At least until tomorrow.
A deep sigh escaped her lips as she continued to observe the servants prepare her wedding.
→ E-Rantel / Ainz ←
In the morning, or more closely at noon, Queen Calca was waking up. Ainz, and the rest of the convoy, had waited for her to finish. Meanwhile Ainz had sent Shalltear forth towards Robles' capital Hoburns. Once there Shalltear was to contact him and cast "Gate" to Nazarick. This would cut the tedious affair shorter.
After a while, when they were still waiting for Queen Calca, Ainz looked through notes and began to work through new paperwork Arachama had sent his way.
But as noon was there the convoy was finally able to start their travel further west, to his short-lived , Queen Calca and himself shared one carriage, while Neija and Kelart shared another one.
"I heard you sent a servant towards my capital?" a still sleepy Calca inquired.
"Indeed. I hope to cut the time to travel short. I hope that will not be a problem?" he asked.
"Not at all. The sooner we are back the sooner we can deal with this threat." Calca smiled.
Ainz nodded to that, already knowing that it would be him doing the heavy lifting.
The rest of the travel for the day was mostly meaningless pleasantries. Talking about health, which seemed a bit of a mockery, kingdoms and plans for the future.
As the afternoon had begun, the convoy reached a glade and a camp was erected. Ainz had his own and prepared a desk for the paperwork, which he expected. Neija meanwhile came inside and took a seat. She seemed quite curious about him.
"But that is likely part of her job," he thought.
He was just finished when he heard Arachama in his head and casted "Gate" to his office. To his amusement Zesshi walked through, a big bag made of silk on her abdomen. She bowed deeply.
"Good evening, Lord Ainz. Mother sends the paperwork. She also allowed me some time here. Although I shouldn't overstep it." she reported.
"I wish they would stop bowing," he thought.
"Understood. Please place them on the table." he ordered and Zesshi did as ordered.
"So this is another arachne?" Neija inquired, curiosity in her eyes.
Zesshi took a step back.
"Indeed. I am an arachne. But what is it…?" she began, before she stopped and then shook her head.
"Sorry. I forgot that my kin is rare amongst human nations. Glad to meet you. Name is Zesshi Zetsumei." she presented herself, showing her venomous teeth with her smile.
"I am Neija Baraja. Could I ask some questions?" Neija began and the arachne simply looked at Ainz.
He nodded and pointed towards a corner, where he had placed a small table for potential guests.
"Of course. Let's leave Lord Ainz to do his paperwork while we ladies have our talk." Zesshi smiled.
As they sat down Zesshi relaxed her posture, if Ainz could describe it as that. He meanwhile did the paperwork and was happy that the only thing missing were always his signature.
Sadly he also had to keep an eye out for Zesshi, as she was far stronger than the squire and he didn't want to know what would happen if the squire angered her in any way.
The two started with pleasantries and Ainz barely listened in. But soon Neija began to ask about biologie, physiology and more of the arachne. This confused Zesshi, in part because Neija sometimes used words she simply didn't understand and because Zesshi seemed to be cautious with some information.
He finished the last document, as he heard a slight cough.
"No. I can breathe through my lungs, but also through small openings in my abdomen. It was hard to learn to do it practically, but it was worth it." Zesshi explained.
"That sounds useful, especially for a caster." Neija smiled.
"Indeed. Though I would see myself more as a hybrid. Mom is more attuned with magic and she is terrifying once unleashed." Zesshi responded.
A shudder ran down His spine as he heard that. He had seen Albedo and Demiurge scared a few times. Mostly on a superficial level, when he was not entirely confident in a topic. But to his memory there was only one time where they had felt true fear. That was when she had thrown them out of her mansion.
Afterwards they continued about magic. He halfheartedly listened to them.
"But why do you try to become a paladin, if the bow is better for you. Isn't that holding you back from reaching your highest potential? Or why not use the bow as a paladin?" Zesshi inquired.
Ainz looked up. Neija looked at Zesshi, flabbergasted.
"But what about tradition? Father had to sacrifice a lot…" she began.
"I'm just saying. I tested a lot of weapons before I was comfortable with my own." Zesshi tried to calm Neija down.
After that they changed the topic to more general aspects. That is until Ainz went outside for a short time and saw the sun setting.
"You better go back to Aracha. The sun is setting." he warned her and Zesshi jumped up.
"It was a great time. But I prefer my freedom over being grounded."Gate". I am sure we will meet again. Good evening Lord Ainz." Zesshi shot out and disappeared as fast as possible.
"She was fast." Neija stated in surprise.
"Believe me. Arachama can be quite, ehem, clingy to her children." he said, thinking about the entire situation.
→ Roble Holy Kingdom Hoburns / Demiurge ←
As the siege continued, Demiurge observed the city closely from his tent. He could have taken it already, but then Lord Ainzs great scheme might be endangered. Thus he had to balance the advance of his warriors with the time Lord Ainz would need. Sadly it got harder and harder. The clanrats weren't the problem, as Throat had retreated the important parts of the force back to Skavenhaven. Only the clanrats remained, which were disposable.
The bigger problem was the situation with the demi-humans. Tasting victory and then being denied said victory didn't sit well with them and they got unrulier every day. Luckily, for them not Demiurge, the current looting of the outer districts kept them occupied. Thus no challenge was issued.
"Though it most certainly would reestablish my total control as a warband always needs battle and victory to stay loyal," he thought.
The besieged meanwhile had started to position everything on top of the walls, as a creepy silence filled the air surrounding the inner walls. Smoke filled the air, as buildings were set asunder. This presented Demiurge with a funny challenge. He couldn't get a traitor inside, as any enemy knew that they would die as well as the one they betrayed. Demiurge couldn't also attack frontally. His trick to send the demi-humans over the flank had worked before. But only because the forest had covered them long enough and because the Skaven were so numerous.
"Throat, get the clanrats to dig under the enemies walls. I want it to be ready so that we have all the cards in our hands." Demiurge ordered.
"Yes-yes." Throat agreed and scurried away.
"Demiurge, can you open a "Gate" to Nazarick?" He heard Shalltears voice.
Without response he casted "Gate" and the vampire stepped through to his position.
"How can I help you, Shalltear?" Demiurge inquired.
"Lord Ainz sent me to know this location, so I can cast "Gate" to bring him and the convoy towards this capital." She explained.
"Then you better wait for the night, then we can scout the area together for a fitting position for his arrival. Further should you stay for a while, as Lord Ainz probably sends you in a carriage?" he asked.
"Yes, he did. How long would be appropriate?" She was confused.
"We will wait for roughly a week. Such a shame that the true enemy has not shown himself. But that way we can end this in a good light." Demiurge sighed as Shalltear went over to a small table with buffett.
"There is no blood here." she whined.
"I didn't expect you to come here." Demiurge smiled and Shalltear sighed.
"That is why I like to stay in Nazarick, besides some other benefits…" she grumbled and sat down on an empty seat.
"How is it going there, by the way?" Demiurge inquired.
"We are waiting for Lady Arachamas egg to hatch. Pestonya reported that it isn't that long anymore. I can't wait to see what comes out." Shalltear beamed.
"How are the two Supreme Beings?" he then asked.
"Lord Ainz is going as usual. Pestonya is helping Lady Arachama with something. But overall they are going strong, as expected." she answered and smiled at him, showing one of her canines.
"Good. You don't get much information on the front lines." he grinned.
Afterwards they spoke about more mundane things.
→ Ashurbanipal / Entoma ←
After her mom had gone to her job, Entoma had gone shopping at Demiurges farm. He was sadly not there, but she still got all she needed. Afterwards she went directly to Ashurbanipal.
Ashurbanipal was a gigantic library within Nazarick. It was located on the 10th floor and contained four larger rooms and a reception. At the reception was a lich by the name of Titus Annaeus Secundus. He looked up when Entoma appeared and took a seat.
"How can I help you?" he asked.
"I am here to retrieve a list of books." Entoma smiled as she handed a list over.
"Hmm. I understand "Lore and mechanics" and "Fairies, myth and curse of Ireland". But what about "The white dwarf" and "Liber Chaotica"?" Titus asked.
"Mom said something about pleasure reading. Remember the time one of moms closest servants died and was turned undead?" Entoma countered.
"I heard of it. Quite a lot of gossip came through that happenstance. She was truly blessed to be adopted into our ranks." Titus recounted.
"She is lucky indeed. Sadly she now has an abundance of time. Further she is clueless about her new nature, urges and more. Mom, in her boundless generosity, has now decided to give Leinas something to read. At least so Leinas can do something before her true tutelage begins." Entoma guessed on the basis of what she heard from mother.
"If you wait I can bring the books as soon as possible. I just need a few minutes to find them. Take one of the bags over there. It is quite a list." Titus proposed and Entoma nodded.
As Titus was rummaging to gather the books, Entoma enjoyed a few fried bugs. When Titus returned she placed the rest of the bag back into her kimono and held the bag open for Titus. He placed a stack of 33 books inside of it. Roughly half of it about myths of a place she never heard of while the rest was an assortment of books.
With the necessary scrolls she reached the mansion in no time. Titus was nice enough to help her with the bookbag, as he threw it through the usual portal.
Immediately after her arrival Arche looked out of the children's wing of the mansion.
"Can I help you sis?" Arche inquired.
"Keep a close watch on the twins. I will manage here." Entoma waved as Arche disappeared again. She then brought the food to the kitchen and then searched for Leinas and Yuri.
Both were sitting in the maid's living room and talking.
"...do I manage to use it?" she heard Leinas finish.
"That is something that we need to find out. But I am sure Lady Arachama has already organized something. We will meanwhile train you to NOT use your scream." Yuri sighed and Lenias nodded, slightly subdued.
"I need help, sister and Leinas." Entoma waved and both stood up.
"How can we help you, Entoma?" Yuri asked as they moved through the room.
"Mom has authorized a collection of books for Leinas. Some are for fun, the others are for learning. But the bag is a bit heavy." Entoma explained as she stretched her back.
"Then we better bring them to her room." Yuri nodded along.
Leinas meanwhile looked a bit saddened as they brought the books to her room.
After a long while, mom returned and Enti felt her mothers need to cuddle.
AN: I hope you enjoyed the chapter. If you did feel free to comment/review.
I wrote too far into the night and thus only uploaded now. Till next time.