The rest of the day had passed with Selvina receiving some combination of useful, useless, and confusing advice as the demoness spoke to her about being a girl and the noblewoman responding with only more questions. It would have been useful to get more time in reading about the temple, but really the mage was distracted still from the weekend's various issues. Eventually though Selvina let out a yawn, and Lyssa insisted on cuddling for the night.
Selvina wanted to say no but was quickly tossed in bed anyways for involuntary cuddles. And besides, she hadn't harassed the villagers and had been surprisingly useful. And they were both just girls now, right? So it wasn't like anything else was going to happen. Eventually the magierprinz fell asleep as the two snuggled together warmly.
A spell was set off, pulling the noblewoman out of her dreams. She quickly felt herself rise, but then something sharp was poking her neck. She froze, and laid her head back down and quickly scanned the room, suddenly panicking. There didn't appear to be anyone else, but none of her allies seemed to be awake although Eith's ears twitched slightly probably from some sort of dream.
Sitting quietly for a few more seconds, the magierprinz looked at the dagger.
Why hadn't the alarm gone off sooner? Had the person teleported, or had they simply gotten to the bed before triggering it? Something wasn't right here and the girl knew it, although now was not the time to do such speculation. Looking at the dagger, the girl used a single hand motion to point at her mouth to make sure she was allowed to speak, although sweat was dripping from her brow as she tried to control herself.
Why was she with her mistress in a field and playing? It was odd, but fun. As the cat tried to maneuver away from her owner, the other woman jumped onto her and the pair went rolling down a hill until her mistress was on top, pinning the pet down. Despite her struggles, Maoin couldn't escape as she looked up into the eyes of the person who had summoned her.
Why did she suddenly become angry?
Had she done something wrong?
What was-
The cat's eyes opened with a deep breath and the girl covered her mouth instinctually to stop herself from making any noise the could wake the dragon, her eyes already tearing up before she really gained a sense of her surroundings. For a few seconds she listened for the world - a wing was currently pulling her close to Lady Sorcha creating a small cavern of warmth, but it also cut her own vision off from her surroundings. The black haired girl let out a sigh as she closed her eyes again, trying to fall back asleep.
It wasn't working.
She tried rolling over to make herself more comfortable, but the realm of dreams still eluded her until the girl eventually gave up despite how tired she felt. While listening to the dragon tell stories of her past was both entertaining and a welcome distraction to the circumstances the pair faced, Maoin needed a little time to herself. The cat carefully tried to remove herself from the dragon and hoped not to disturb the creature's sleep as she looked around the small clearing the two had set up in.
With eerie silence the girl moved behind a nearby tree, lowering herself to the ground as she leaned against it. Not a lot of time started to pass before the girl found herself sobbing again like the emotional wreck she currently felt like. Sorcha didn't deserve this - the dragon was already doing her best to keep her happy and even training her with minimal compensation ... and besides it was a little embarrassing to admit to oneself and especially others that part of the reason why she felt so lost was because so much of her life had revolved around the woman who had decided to abandon her. She guessed Sorcha wouldn't approve of such thoughts, perhaps even asking why she didn't seek out a new master? For a few seconds the girl wondered why before curling back up and looking at the stars through tree branches as the pieces of nature blocked part of the view.
Having spent most of her day at the library, by the time Fia returned home the headmistress was there as well. Things seemed to go normally, the two eating a nice dinner prepared by the servants and occupying themselves with the phoenix talking about her research and other subject until nightfall. Something seemed slightly off, but the girl couldn't place it. Had she done something to irritate the headmistress? Was she upset with how she wasn't really doing paperwork at the office recently? Eventually Livia decided it was her bedtime before she reached any conclusions and after a quick good night the headmistress left the room 'to wrap up some work'. The phoenix tried her best to fall asleep without the woman around but found herself drifting in and out of consciousness as she would constantly try to make herself comfortable - and of course, to see if the mage had returned yet.
The crimson haired girl looked at a small clock once again, moonlight showing that they were already several hours into the night. Had the headmistress fallen asleep at her desk or simply intended on working through the entire night? Grabbing a pillow into her arms, the phoenix exited the room and headed towards the office, seeing a small light coming from beneath the doorway. After knocking softly twice, Fia tested the doorknob and entered the room quietly, looking at the still awake Livia with tired amber eyes and yawning.
"... Mom ... are you ... okay ...?" The phoenix had some concern written in with the exhaustion underneath her eyes as she looked up at the other woman, too tired to realize exactly what she had just said.