"I'll send two maids to help you change and bath," Klara bowed as she left the girls inside the changing room and left.
Asmo stared at Grace, "We need maids?"
"Don't ask a maid," Grace shook her head, "But I guess how it goes when we didn't destroy everything," She smiled, looking at Tiamat and Maharaja, "What do you two think?"
"I don't know yet, but I like it here." Tiamat smiled, "Reminds me of the bath I owned in Furberg,"
"As long as I'm back with Cain, I don't care-nya," Selena replied, "This time, I'll never leave his side, and none would harm him again-nya," Maharaja stretched, crackling her neck and back as she sat on the marble chairs of the changing room.
Thud! Ereshkigal sat beside Maharaja, putting one leg on another, "It's decent,"
Asmo glared at her, "Decent?"
"I've seen better in hell," She waved her hand, "But they were bathes of acid instead of water,"
