Chapter 994: Unruly Daughter
Belonging.
She’d known she was part of this strange, chaotic, beautiful family... but only now did she feel it in full. Now that the crushing weight of fear and hatred and despair had been lifted, now that the man who haunted her dreams was reduced to nothing more than a near-corpse in a chair behind her...
She could finally see the picture. Clearly. Entirely.
Quinlan. Seraphiel. The girls. Her sisters. Her allies. Her heart.
All she needed now was her mother... and then, maybe, she could finally call herself whole.
Her gaze lingered on Quinlan. She said nothing more. Just smiled with every inch of her soul.
...
"Alrighty. Serika is going to stay in my Soul Realm for a bit, we have a new family member she’s getting acquainted with. Let’s not disturb her," Quinlan began.
"There’s a bit of time until the king’s birthday party begins. We have to focus on getting fitting dresses and, much more importantly, getting reliable artifacts that will cover our identities. Not all of you have to wear one, but me and the noble ladies do. Also, those of us who are known Consortium acquaintances..."
He glanced around the room and saw that his description involved more or less everyone. Ayame, Lucille, Serphiel, and Kitsara, high nobles. Blossom and Seraphiel were slaves registered under one ’Quinlan Noir.’ Aurora was the daughter of criminal alchemists who should be imprisoned somewhere in the kingdom’s royal territories. Vex and Jasmine, known Consortium members.
That left Serika, who could go without a mask without having to worry. And that was only because she didn’t exist in this world days ago.
"Haaah... Let’s just get a mask for all of us."