Around three weeks ago, under the gaze of the bluish moon prominently hovering on the starry night sky, illuminating the continent with its serene moonlight, and witnessing every corner of the earth; those that were hidden; those that were filled with cries, and those bustling with laughter, just sometime after the son of Elizabeth, Zero, had been declared to be banished from the Ariad Household with the justification of 'laying a hand' against the Matriarch of Ariad, Icaria, which transpired under the witness of the Patriarch of Ariad, Aladan.
"...that man has done his job. Take care of it."
Hearing her Master's order, as Mai had an idea or two regarding Zero's next course of action, she lowered her head.
"Yes, Master."
