In the end, Lith was the one who got the short end of the stick. The new Quylla was a pocket sized bulldozer, while Friya and Yurial could always ask the other two for a second opinion whenever they had a doubt.

Lith, instead, had to smile more than he had ever done his whole life while listening to idiotic questions and worries. He was forced to reply without sarcasm or spicing his answers up with insults like he was used to back in Lutia.

He still managed to do it, thanks to Solus’ help, his companions’ constantly worried looks and the occasional friendly nudge in the ribs.

The rest of the morning was uneventful. They checked off over half the list and had time to spare. Their next destination was House Seket, in the uptown district of the city of Lorion.

“I was thinking that if we manage to finish our rounds early, we could actually come back and have lunch here. I heard that Lorion’s salmon mousse is to die for. My treat.” Yurial said.

“Great idea! Let’s get Phloria too, though. It would be sad for her to have to eat alone at the academy.” Friya agreed, purposely adding fuel to the fire.

“It would be too sad.” Quylla echoed, while she kept getting knots in her stomach.