Wings sprouted in an angelic manner, Igna swore into the skies with Loftha at the back. Her speed matched his, a tell-tell sign of the ability kept deep into her emotionless face. Side by side through the clouds, he handed over an earpiece, to which she accepted after a brief self-questioning session. "Why give me this?" she inquired.
"To have access to my personal butler." In response, Éclair said, "-hi."
"Why?"
"Because he's awesome?" they flew northwest to the imperial estate, a newer addition in celebration of the marriage, "-Princess, tell me the situation, what's happened?"
