Reincarnated Into A Dead Woman's Body In Another World

"Daiyu did say she’d get a cake. D’you like red velvet?" the evening slowly entered into the night as Jotou opened the door into the main foyer.

"Ooo, I’ve heard of it, but I’ve never tried it," Asobi twirled her wand around as she entered.

"Then you’ll get to try some-" Jotou peered around... Empty halls, lights all on and barely a sound was made. "Weird..."

"Is everyone taking a vacation?"

"Doubt it," Jotou looked behind her, "The door was closed and none of the guards outside opened it for us like usual..."

"Has something gone wrong...?" Asobi manifested a white butterfly at the tip of her wand and clutched her handbag whilst Jotou sparked her fists.

"Maybe, but I have another theory."

The pitter-patter of paws took both their gazes to the inner foyer, from where a staff guided two dogs, one large and one small. The golden brown dog wore a black bowtie as he dashed towards the two with his head high.

Its big steps came to a halt and its tail wagged to Jotou—an envelope he held in his mouth. "Orion?" Jotou’s hands unsparked and she crouched down to take the it. She petted him, "Good boy."

She handed the slightly slobber covered envelope to Asobi, who took it to open. Jotou glanced up; while the staff awaited in the inner foyer, the much larger dog with medium golden brown fur, resembling a lion almost, made his way over leisurely.

Asobi cleared her throat and put on a sharper voice, "Dear Ms Howllett; you have been fortunately out of the palace for our plans to be planned.

However, your paranoid mind has probably already figured this out. So, without any dillydally, please wash up to your comfort and adorn the garments provided by Floof before making your way to the grand ballroom.