Zafron sat with the goddess taking his tea as he glanced around the serene garden. "I can't help but notice the place seems a bit... emptier than last time," he remarked, casting a questioning look toward Aphrodite.
The goddess paused, her teacup hovering delicately before her lips. "Observant as always, my dear," she replied, a faint smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "But I'm afraid the specifics of the afterlife's inner workings are not something I'm at liberty to discuss."
Zafron chuckled, leaning back in his chair. "I see your penchant for mystery remains undiminished." He glanced fondly at his three assistants. "Though I suppose I'm one to talk, given how much time I've spent uncovering the intricacies of my own... unique situation."
Thera's eyes sparkled with barely contained excitement, while Calista's smirk deepened. Aurelia's jewels seemed to glimmer in response, as if the very stones were eager to share what they knew.
