"Let's talk about it." The Goddess snapped her two fingers.
As usual, two garden chairs and a round table with tea and light pastries emerged in the center of the room.
"Is this a different location than yesterday's sacred temple?" Faerie, who was staring around her white blankly, commented.
"Different but the same. Let's imagine you're in a large, multi-story building with many rooms."
"Oh..." Faerie sat on the chair, nodding. Then, just in front of her, a teapot began to move by itself, pouring tea into teacups and serving it to Faerie.
'Do we have another 'tea party' like yesterday?' Faerie frowned.
She was grateful for the complimentary lunch, beverage, and quiet time. However, she was reminded of Yggdrasil's sacred petals, which had a terrible effect on her later.
