Chapter 163: Arc 4, Act I, - 8: A Princess Atop the Highest Tower
The windows were shut with drapes of purple that brushed across the floor—the lamps were all alit down the halls she walked down. Her boots clacked and echoed; no people around her other than the occasional guard.
Jotou peered down at her attire, the same one from the battle. There lingered no marks of gunpowder nor blood or sand. Her fingers and palms were smooth from being healed.
She walked alone in the yellow glow, silent with nothing but the footsteps, the low humming of electrical lights and the thoughts that filled her head.
As she absentmindedly examined her adventuring gear, she noticed small rips and tears within the white of the dress. As well as some on the yellow coat.
Many of the enchantments placed on it were for convenience after all, dirt and grime would not even adhere to the clothing. Enchantments that made it breathable for the heat and insulated for the cold made it quite the resilient garment.
Still, proper care needed to be taken... Repairs are costly as she can attest after her fights with Okod, Moren and the Frosting Wind. Though she was not exactly sure where to send it for repairs now...
Jotou shrugged it off, the tears were barely noticeable anyway. ’It’s only the first layer out of two. Although... if someone shot through the same tear once, the next shot will just hit me...
Well, I am in the biggest country in the world. I’m sure I can find someone to fix this.’ Jotou then peeked around each open door on the fourth floor, still having no luck with her endeavour.
’The dinner was delicious and that room was supposed to be ’small’? But not much talking went around. Fumeko chowed it down like normal, Asobi praised it and Hotaru enjoyed it.
The boar meat was cooked to perfection and so, many, spices and herbs.’ Jotou’s mouth watered. ’Maybe that’s why nobody talked. Feyan pretty much was closed off and Arabella was busying her hands with the utensils.
It’s more likely that we’re all a bit wary of each other. That goes the same for Daiyu I guess.
Right; to us we’re best friends for more than a decade. To my friends she’s a foreign princess who has the same story as me, coming from another world.