Welcome Home, My Lord
The twin sisters, Syra and Kyra, exchanged a playful glance.
"Ah, the drama of it all," Syra murmured with a smirk, brushing a lock of green hair behind her ear. "This is what I've missed."
"Mmm," Kyra hummed, folding her arms beneath her chest. "Feels like we've walked into one of those old fairytales again."
From beneath the rich, jewel-encrusted interior, the women observed Silver City unfold like an ancient treasure chest opening again.
To Rias, Aria, Cynthia, Syra, and Kyra — this was familiar territory. The neatly trimmed roads, the refinement of order, the aristocratic air — home. They carried it with dignified ease, eyes firm and familiar.
But for Mia, Lira, and Tsubaki, the view had a still wonder. Even having seen it before, the enormity and sheer excellence of it all aroused awe that blossomed quietly in their hearts.
