Ninty left the group and the human named Jupiter to her interrogation of the royals for information. She had never been one to do in depth questioning of any kind, really all she did was just ask about things she knew would be useful to her, but if other people wanted to then she wouldn’t stop them.

Besides Ninty didn’t quite trust herself at the moment. She was still trying to process all this new information; different worlds, creatures of darkness, people being made from other people? (The last part she overheard as she was led away). All of it whirled and twisted inside her to the point where Ninty couldn’t decide if she should be angry, scared or a combination of them all.

She stayed broodingly quiet on her journey to the sweet and by the time she had arrived at the door to her suite there was a stabbing pain somewhere toward the front of her skull. The room itself was nice. It was much bigger than the room she had originally been ushered into upon her arrival for her new clothes. 

The room was very wide with a mercifully high ceiling and the décor gave the room an air of regality and refinement. With a heavy sigh Ninty fell backwards onto the large bed, leaving her legs reaching the floor over the side, to enjoy the faint aroma of some sort of flower that arose from the sheets. But it did little to calm the angry thoughts snapping at each other in her mind. In order to try and focus them on something she turned to face the weapon still sitting in her palm, pressing it down into the plush duvet.

All the other people were humans and not one of them had hint of elven or any other race in them. Then there was also the level of magic displayed here being much more potent than what she saw in her world. Did all the other worlds have similar levels of magic to this one? What about races? Were all the other worlds just filled with humans? Was her world the odd one out? How the heck did she get rid of this weapon?

Ninty gave a growl of annoyance when the weapon flashed out of existence and she became aware of how stuffy the room was. So it was that Ninty placed herself into the courtyard under a large oak tree to avoid the harsh sunlight whilst she hummed a little tune to relax. She liked singing, she was very good at it, and it helped to calm her down.

“Oi.” She called over to Jupiter having spotted her not too far away. “Did you find anything interesting or anything?”