"Not just us?"
Fiona looked curiously at her teacher. The half-elf spoke softly, as though afraid of disturbing some unseen presence:
"One night some time ago, while I was meditating before the Moon, I heard a voice that did not belong to this era. A demigod calling herself 'Witch Emperor Violet' sent some information from the distant future. Fiona, you should understand what that means."
"And the good news is that we happen to be in the 'middle.'"
Miss Feliana spoke calmly, then, as though she had just remembered, winked at Fiona:
"Fiona, why are you still standing there? Sit down."
A new chair appeared beside the table out of thin air.
"Didn't you make me stand as punishment because you were angry?"
Fiona muttered inwardly, but did not dare voice the thought.
Holding the Time Key, she walked over to the table.
"Tell us more about your adventure."
The teapot flew up on its own and poured Fiona some tea. Miss Olanord snapped her fingers again, and the young lady with White Ash clinging to her clothes immediately became brand new:
"Tell us about Shade."
Fiona hesitantly reached for her little bag. Most of her belongings, including the Eggshell Book, had been lost in Eternal Night City during her escape, and she could only retrieve them later. But there was one thing she had kept with her all along.
Fiona took out Shade's coat:
"I helped him wash it and forgot to return it. I'll give it back to Shade next time I see him."
The young lady stammered, afraid that they would see through her feelings.
"How interesting. After Shade left, this garment actually did not disappear."
Miss Feliana spoke softly. The sheets of paper on the table flew downstairs, calling back the Witches who had avoided this