Aerialia nodded in understanding. She had grown accustomed to Gina's respectful gestures and admired her talent. If she were to choose an apostle, Gina would be her second choice.
Orion placed the Crimson Greatsword in a special area within the main parlour.
"How did the appointment of the leaders in the Runaway Cities go?" Gina asked eagerly, her arms linked with Orion as she led him inside the manor.
Due to her pregnancy, a noticeable bulge was already showing on her stomach. She treated herself with extra care, refraining from arousing Orion unless she wanted to go through an unpleasing experience. From the experiences other women had shared, she didn't want to experience it.
The rest of the household looked at Gina with a defeated gaze. They greeted Aerialia one by one, hoping she would share some of her endless stories since there was nothing else to do while the children were asleep and their tasks were complete.
