"Ah!"
Arthur opened his mouth as Sylvia fed him a spoonful of food.
"Can you please not feed me?" he muttered.
Sylvia leaned in to whisper, "Should I tell Eira what you and Nathira were doing last night?"
Arthur took another spoonful. "Never mind. I think I love being fed."
As Sylvia brought another spoon to his lips, Eira leapt onto him with a beaming smile. "Arthur... Eira loves you."
Arthur covered his face with his palm. 'Damn, she's so adorable.'
After the entire battle and aftermath in Falmouth, the group had finally begun their journey to the academy.
The people of Falmouth, as a farewell gift, had given them a luxurious carriage that looked more like an apartment inside.
Eira took the food Sylvia was holding and nestled like a cat against Arthur's chest, while Amelia and Nathira read a strange book they'd picked up along the way.
Meanwhile, Elizabeth continued making massive explosions in the other room.
