"It's fine. This would be your last..." Agatha mumbled the last words, a cruel smirk playing on her lips.
"Come on, Gerphil, let her be," Elizabeth said, her voice sounding like a shield for Lucy, though a flicker of something mischievous danced in her eyes.
"Fine," he relented, his evil grin momentarily hidden.
Elizabeth turned to Lucy, her expression now deceptively gentle. "Are you curious, little one?"
"Y-yeah..." Lucy answered shyly, taking a hesitant step toward the group.
"You can go to Zeraschia if you want," Elizabeth said, her smile looking genuine.
"Really?" Lucy's face brightened, her eyes gleaming with hope.
Elizabeth's eyes glittered with a playful intensity as she clasped Lucy's hand. A mischievous giggle bubbled up from her chest, and she leaned in close. "Alright, I'll tell you," she whispered, "But under one condition: you won't tell anyone about this... or else that portal will be forever closed."
