"I was afraid your marriage would be one of the shortest in the history of the Griffon Kingdom." Solus said.
She wore a golden evening dress with a V neckline and a silver parure shaped like flowers that were actually comprised of small Forgemastering tools. The silver of the jewels brought out the gold of her dress and hair, while the precious gemstones gave them color.
"No way!" Morok waved his hand in denial. "I worked too hard to get where I am. I would never divorce, but I have no qualms about putting my foot down when needed."
"He's right." Quylla blushed a bit in embarrassment. "By the way, thanks for your help, Solus. I don't know what I would have done without you."
Among the many places Quylla had brought her husband, there was Mogar's moon, but the only way to get up there was with the tower Warp.
"Don't mention it. Did you like…" Solus pointed at the sky.
"It was gorgeous and dangerous!" Quylla glared at Morok. "He demanded we explored the place and visited the neighbors."
"Really?" Solus was flabbergasted. "How did it go?"
"Well with Leegaain. Sort of." Quylla blushed again. "Salaark was there too and judging from her glare I'm afraid we interrupted something."
"Gods!" Solus burst up laughing at the idea. "I hope she didn't go feral."
"No, no." Morok shook his head. "They were really nice and offered us a cup of tea."
"Poisoned?" Tista asked.
"No, but they pointed us out at Inxialot next!" Quylla pinched her nose. "We almost got captured. The crazy bastard was already listing on his fingers all the experiments he wanted to perform on us."
"Almost?" Solus echoed. "How did you escape?"
"I pointed behind Inxialot, yelling to watch out for the flying pig." Quylla replied. "It was just a hologram, but it distracted him long enough for us to Spirit Warp away."
"The weird part is that he wasn't surprised so much as scared." Morok tormented his chin. "He started yelling 'Not again! Gods no!' or something."
"After that, we decided to skip Fenagar and go back to Lith's turf. We found an enchanting glade with a small lake. The fish there were simply delicious."
At the same time, Nalrond and Friya were wishing Lith a happy birthday.
"Thanks, guys. Where's the present? I need to cover the expense of this shenanigan and every bit helps." He said.
"What a cheapskate!" Friya punched his arm, hurting herself. "It's the red-wrapped one with the golden ribbon in the huge pile."
"Don't listen to him. We are glad to have you guys here." Kamila said. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
"I don't want to steal your thunder so this is no public announcement, just a friendly heads up." Nalrond said. "After we came back from the Fringe, I asked Friya to marry me and she said yes."
"Wait, what?" Lith was flabbergasted.
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