She leapt into Seraphiel's arms like a child, and the elven woman caught her with practiced grace she got from interacting with Rosie. Felicity might've been a much bigger girl, but right now she reminded the cheeky elf of her own daughter.
Seraphiel smiled as she spun the purple-haired princess. "Aren't we a bit too happy? If you smoked something you shouldn't have, you can't act so brazen in front of your father. You'll be found out."
"Khm!" Alexios coughed strongly but found himself ignored by both women.
"I was so happy when I heard you were Lord Black's wife and not just a pleasure slave! I slept with a big smile on my face that night!"
"You and me both… Me, Goldie, and White are the luckiest women alive if you ask me." She included Kitsara in the equation as her alias was also a slave-wife, not a woman Quinlan picked up while in the Beastman Confederation.
