Soon came the time to finally leave, and Althea saw them off to the gates. Kimmy hugged her goodbye, while Micheal shook her hand.
Matthew also extended his hand to shake her hand, though his eyes were fixed on her occupied ring finger.
"Where's… your husband?" He asked but paused immediately, regaining some of his lost tact. "I mean if you don't mind me asking."
"We were not together when the migration happened," She politely responded, "But he will come for me."
Althea said so with confidence. Don't ask her why she knew, it was her intuition.
Matthew stiffly nodded, pushing down the sadness, and politely said goodbye. He then turned his body to join the other two.
The three Lords once again thanked her profusely before heading away, minds still bugged by the plethora of worries they'd have to face, among many other things.
As they walked far, nearing the center, they agreed to separate and meet with their respective teams.
