"Magus Menadion! It’s short- I mean, such an honor to meet you." The Baroness regretted her slip of the tongue, but the delicate, petite woman in front of her didn’t fit the legendary figure she had imagined at all.
"I know." Menadion grunted.
’Why is everyone taller than me?’ She inwardly groaned.
"Sergeant Verhen." Trion was shorter, less handsome, and far less impressive than Lith. The Baroness couldn’t find anything kind to say to him so she said nothing.
"Baroness." He replied just as dryly.
"And who’s this young lady? Why does she wear a costume in the middle of the summer?" She pointed at Onyx’s cat ears and tail.
"It’s not a costume. I’m an Emperor Beasts. See?" She lifted her long, luscious hair, revealing the smooth skin on the sides of her head where her human ears were supposed to be.
The Baroness tried to touch one of the cat ears but it bent sideways, dodging her fingers.
"I see." She said right before fainting.
"I told you we can’t half-ass our shapeshifting!" Abominus rebuked Onyx. "Humans are impressionable and you look creepy."
"I’m not creepy!" Onyx countered, her long tail wiggling. "Aran says I’m pretty."
"And you are!" Aran hugged her. "Isn’t it true Uncle Lith?"
"She’s adorable and I dare anyone say otherwise." Lith said.
’I know that Aran loves Onyx no matter what form she takes but if he develops a soft spot for cat girls like some people back on Earth, Mom’s worries might not be so groundless after all.’ He inwardly added.
"Don’t worry, young lady. My beloved Mirias faints easily. It’s none of your fault." The Baron was so used to making his wife faint with his social blunders that he always carried ammonia salts on himself to reanimate her.
"Oh, gods. Did I make a fool of myself again?" She asked.
"No, don’t worry, dear. It was a justifiable reaction." The Baron replied.
Once the Baroness got up and was steady on her feet again, the introductions resumed from Abominus.
"Nice to meet you, milady." He gave her a small bow and kept his eyes yellow with a vertical pupil to give her a clear indication of his nature.
"Remarkable." She nodded after giving a curtsy in reply. "It’s almost indistinguishable from a human."
"Magus Verhen is a Divine Beast, dear." Eiros wasn’t used to being the one clearing his throat in embarrassment to correct his spouse, and he found the experience unpleasant.
"Oh, gods, how rude of me! I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to-"
"It’s fine." Lith stopped Mirias before she could go hands and knees down on the ground. "Please, relax, Baroness Wyalon. You are among friends, not at the Royal Court. No one is judging you."
"Thank you, thank you." Mirias sobbed, incapable of holding the joy she felt from someone of the stature of a Magus referring to her as a friend. "Please, call me Mirias or I’ll call you Supreme Magus Verhen."
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"Gods, no." Lith said with a smile. "That way it would take you a whole day just to finish one phrase, Mirias."
The Baroness chuckled and smiled, glad she hadn’t made things awkward with her guests from day one.
"We already know each other, Mirias." Kamila said. "But you haven’t been introduced to our crown jewel, the little Countess Verhen."
She took Elysia from the stroller, holding the baby in her arms. Elysia was wearing a Phoenix onesie that Salaark had sewn for her and giggling in joy at her mother.
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