Chapter 397: Arc 6, - 13: Border of North and South
"So, Jotou did you take care of the business you had in the morning?" the magician could not stand the silence any longer.
Jotou broke out of thought and turned to face her, "Yeah. I’m surprised a post office would open that early, but the package is sealed and should be headed to Tamara Palace."
"Yay!"
Forestry began taking over the road southwards. Hours out, they had left Dolpool. "Wait, where are we now? Hotaru?" Asobi leaned over and turned towards her.
"Hm?" the wolf-girl unfurled the tail she was stroking on her lap. She accidentally bumped gazes with the blonde across; her expression soured for a millisecond before they both faced something else.
Hotaru sighed, "I thought I already told you we’ll be passing through Fordwin. We’re making a beeline straight to Tourenshire, but we’ll have to stop and stay in Belle-Ventrialis for a night."
"Oh yeah! That’s what I wanted to ask you, what’s Belle-Ventrialis like?" Asobi continued with glittering eyes.
"Tis the city famed for its splendorous shimmering rivers and waterways, unperturbed by the shifting of the seasons. During the season wherein frost is born, flakes of ice drape the surface by a needle’s breadth.
Taken by the river’s flow they are; an illusory spectacle of moving hoarfrost that entrances the mortal eye. However, tis time wherein blossoms of plenty breathe life only to fall petal by petal.
Flowing with this world’s blood, the blooms shall drift till the tides, harkening to the sea’s rhythm to dance upon the waves and stride onto shore- Ahem. Apologies.
However, the elation of this otherworldly being ought to be thine insight into the majesty of Belle-Ventrialis~" Tiffany, previously excited, lowered her head quietly.
"Is there a theatre there?" Fumeko queried.