The next morning, Dalia was firmly looking down while sitting in an Ether-driven carriage that was taking them to the location given in the invitation.
Helena had a broad smile on her face as she looked out the window. The sun was just peeking out of the clouds, and because the actual ceremony was slated for noon, there weren't too many people on the road they were traveling on.
They had had the option to directly teleport to the location, but both of them had refused as they tended to spew out the contents of their stomachs whenever they went through the ordeal of teleportation.
Hence, even though it meant that they would have to start out very early in the morning to travel all the way to the border, they had done so after packing a portable touch-up kit which they could use after reaching their destination.
