Later, Isadora returns to the throne room, her usual poised demeanor softened by the intimacy she shares with Argon. As she approaches, her lips curl into a faint smile. Without hesitation, she climbs onto Argon's lap, settling herself comfortably while he wraps an arm around her waist. It's a familiar position—one that speaks to the bond they've built over time.
"Alright, my love," Argon murmurs, tilting her chin up slightly so their eyes meet. "Tell me more about your world. I'm curious about this kingdom you hail from and the world that shaped both you and Vesper."
