Chapter 185: Arc 4, Act I, - 30: Time Acclimatization
"Oh, there you go honey, anything else?" the maid set the cup of tea in front of Hotaru.
"No, thank you," the redhead smiled before taking a sip from the cup. Low music played from a gramophone in this room of white; flowers sat in almost every corner of the room—on the tables, in a vase, just hanging.
Cushioned chairs circled the tables whilst a countertop was to the side, with fruity mixes and fragrant teas that filled the room’s aroma.
In Tamara Palace’s tea room, they reconvened. Jotou held her head up with her hand while Fumeko had her forehead on the table, swinging her legs.
Hotaru soothed Asobi’s back as she took a sip of the tea, "Yum!" All four of their eyes were drooping, lethargic in their movements while Daiyu kept watch.
Feyan opened the doors, leading Arabella in. Once he saw Jotou’s sudden ailment, he rushed to get the admiral back to the princess’s side. "I may have figured out what is happening," he paced in.
"We’re dying..." Fumeko murmured.
"No we’re not." Hotaru shook her head, "What is it Feyan?" she splashed herself with another dose of rejuvenate, though it barely seemed to help.
"I believe this is the effect of the time device. Your bodies are acclimating for the two weeks they missed, syncing back with the normal flow of time."
"Ac-climate-ting?" Asobi tilted her head.
"Time’s not supposed to be messed with, and realistically, it can’t, even with magic involved—not without drastic repercussions at least apparently. We’re suffering the consequences of it; at least my head doesn’t ache," Jotou sighed.
"Well lucky you you’re brain’s protected," Fumeko glared up with a flip of her hair.