"Now that we concluded on this, Diana… It's my job as an Elder to know and care about witches under my wing. While normally personal affairs aren't my business, in this case, I have to make an exception. Ghost, you may go now. Get some more sleep while you can."
"That sounds really nice, Elder… Don't drill my pupil here too much while I'm out." He stood up and patted me on the shoulder. "Don't worry, Elder is really good about romantic stuff like that. There was that story at some point when one witch eloped with a werecat…"
"This story had happened during my predecessor's rule, Ghost, and isn't related to the current conversation," Elena cut him off.
"Oh, well, it was some Elder, at least." Ghost shrugged. "Good luck!"
