"I need to stretch my legs." Zoreth said. "Every step I take without my legs spasming with pain is a moment of bliss."
"Fine, but I still think a picnic would be nice." Bytra shrugged.
"There's plenty of time for picnics." Zoreth took a deep breath and smiled, feeling her body her own again. "There's plenty of time to do anything we want. We can tour the Desert, the Kingdom, or even Zima. Anything aside from sitting is fine with-"
"Auntie Zor! Auntie Byt!" A choir of familiar voices halted the Eldritches in their tracks.
Filia and Frey galloped towards her on top of fox-wolves hybrids, closely followed by Aran and Leria on their steeds.
"Mom told us you were badly injured. Are you okay?"
"Now that I see you, yes." Zoreth bent down to ruffle the kids' hair. "Thank you for coming to see me so quickly. I missed you guys so bad."
"Don't mention it, Auntie." Filia asked. "Is that what I think it is?"
She pointed at the Orichalcum pendant on her neck.
