"This place looks so big…" Emilia said as she spread her arms out wide, spinning around in the middle of the living room.
The entire place genuinely looked like it belonged in a castle.
The ceilings were high enough for an airship to fit through, and the marble floors reflected the glow of a chandelier that hung above them like a sun made of diamonds.
"Right…" Elara murmured, staring up at the same chandelier.
Even Villy, still resting in Lucius's arms, had her eyes wide… though for an entirely different reason.
"It'll be too hard to clean up," Villy said quietly, her maid instincts kicking in. Her ears drooped a little, but that lasted only until several maids suddenly appeared coming from down the stairs and even out of the kitchen.
There were at least thirty of them, all lined up in perfect formation.
At the front of the group was Delilah, the familiar brunette with her hair tied into a neat bun.
