With the interruption gone, Night Silver and company went back to dancing in the street. This lasted until the Governess' daughter started crying for milk again, to which she was promptly put upon Night Silver's breast, and from a single motion of the hand, a plant rose from the ground shaping itself into a long comfortable chair of sorts so she could rest while doting on the young child… Nemu claimed the remaining breast for herself after she'd worked up an appetite as well.
This scene was utterly shocking to so many nearby that they stopped and stared, or in other cases, stormed out of the area shouting complaints about a shameless naked woman. The former were split among those who were curious and thus joined in celebrating the union of young love, these were the type of people to be accepting and friendly over anything else. The second half of the former group were made of those who recovered from the sight and moved on about their day, with the occasional one offering congratulations.
The second group of people, the ones who stormed off… they were the prudes, prim & proper type, or those highly religious, or those who wished to cause problems. Some went to the guards:
"Guard! I'd like to report an active crime, there's a naked woman blocking the street!"
A guard heard those words, stunned for a moment, laughed, then went stern.
"Oh? You're serious? Where?"
"In front of the Bareare potion shop. Shameful behavior!"
"Relax, calm down, I'm sure there's nothing too crazy going on. Come with me."
A group of three guards left, with the man who'd made the report escorting them to the scene of the crime. It wasn't long before they rounded the corner to notice the scene, and eventually the guards had approached.
"Yeah! These are them, guards arrest them." The reporting citizen pointed, then huffed and crossed his arms wearing a face of disgust towards Night Silver.
The guards looked around and sighed, this scene was far beyond their pay grade, and it wasn't even close. One even put a hand to their head, holding it in an attempt to ease the oncoming migraine.
"Is this really the scene you reported? You've got to be joking." One guard said doing his level best to hold back his laughter.
"This is not what you reported seeing. This scene is already under control as well. Lady Governess is here, so clearly there's a reason they can do this."
The Governess walked over to explain. "That's right, Lady Goddess took it upon herself to grant my very own daughter the life saving nectar flowing from her very own bosom. She has been around longer than anyone else here, it is in her culture for a person to freely express their own selves, and should they choose to, wear nothing upon their chest. We are respecting her culture right now."
"I see, and the young lady dancing there is?" The third guard started asking.
"She's wearing the dress bestowed upon her by the very same goddess, as they are practicing a culture based wedding, this is only one of the first steps. I assume it will be done shortly." The Governess explained, paused, and then glared at the citizen who dared to report. "That aside, a woman bearing their bosom shouldn't be the business of any man."
"We can handle things from here, Lady Governess. Thank you for explaining the situation." The head guard said, turning slightly, grabbed the one who reported the situation by the arm. "Come with us, we're bringing you in for questioning."
"Huh? What did I do? They're the criminals!"
"Just come with us."
The guards being a bit more than conscripts, quickly removed the man from the area, and put him in a temporary cell.
"Why are you doing this?!"
"Who are you, and where are you from?"
"Why does that matter!"
"Because, no one in this city would ever make a report that would implicate Lady Governess, let alone one that would put her daughter at risk. So you are either utterly stupid beyond help, or you're not from around here and slipped up in your mission to spy on us." From there it was easy to tell that the man was no citizen of E-Rantel at the very least.
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After what felt like enough celebration, the dance came to an end, and the tour resumed for the rest of the day. Night Silver and company went back to the Governor's mansion to rest up for the night.
The next morning was when they split up the party. Night Silver summoned the aid of several of her fae creatures to help aid in the safe passage of the new couple, and Lizzie's move to Carne village. Nemu opted to stay with Night Silver for the rest of the journey.
Once Night Silver's party left the city of E-Rantel, she used a message spell:
"Uh, hello? Sil?"
"Hey there, Touch Me, can you have someone build up an alchemist laboratory with a live-in apartment attached, and a really nice house for a new couple? Enri's coming home with her man and they're going to vigorously break the new house."
"Uh, yes, that shouldn't be a problem, it'll be done before they return. How's the trip been so far?"
"Fun, Enri's husband is cute in his own way. They're perfect for each other. And now that I'm done in E-Rantel, I'll soon be in the capital to see their king. How's everything over there?"
"Well, you're people are ridiculously efficient, they've finished building 20 layers deep of that underground city thing you have them construct. And there's already solid stone walls rising up."
"Pfft, they're good little children. I love them dearly. Alright, have fun, and relax. Bye bye."
She ended the call, and breathed a sigh of relief. Nemu slept on her lap, loving the closeness she felt with Night Silver. It was right at this time Night Silver realized who this girl was in a previous life, it brought a smile to her face, and led to many head pats, hair brushes, and motherly kisses.
Onward to the capital city of Re-Estize, I wonder if Ramram will remember me? I did see him that one time when he was exploring the forest, a naughty little boy trying to peep on me in the bath, he should have just hopped in.
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