While he was organising the elven territory and helping them finish some extra homes.
Zell felt quite fulfilled over the past few days, but he knew many women and people were relying on him still. He wanted to check on the south with Guinevere and Edelgard.
Not to mention their mother, whom he had put his hand on during their exploration and suddenly left, making him feel bad.
"Freyja, I will see you soon, I promise."
However, the moment he muttered, a familiar woman appeared in his view, her beautiful eyes staring at him in shock as her fluffy ears twitched. "oh... You missed me, darling?"
Freyja was so different from the last time he met her, wearing a soft cotton robe above her pretty armour that was woven with beast leather and hide, but her hair was tied into a side ponytail glossy and filled with life.
"You came all this way?"
"I missed you too, and the south is developing well without you."
