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It was well early in the Evening when the Dinner table was set and the Mansion Workers called on the Guests to join Father and Daughter in the dining hall.
Evian was dressed in one of his noble (in design and material) robes which he had stowed away into his Spatial Ring before donning the Larnak Military Guard uniform he used to skulk around the Larnak Estate.
Daria changed out of the gown she had worn to aid the Resistance but what she changed into still showed off her cleavage and was still in her favorite color of black.
She had a natural smile on her face. The issue of the illegal Arcane Manuscripts was a matter she and Evian would handle at a later time.
Walking side by side, Evian, and Daria were a foot from the door when they heard voices coming out of the dining hall.
"And you SAY she's an Arcanist?" asked a silky male voice just steeped in curiosity.
"Yes, Father," Came Ember's voice in response.
