He has not yet talked me out of my soul but I'm sure he'll take very good care of it when he does.

I'm really really glad you're happy here.

Are you kidding, I get to help reverse-engineer the printing press!

The what?

...It's a machine for making a lot of copies of a book quickly.

Wow! Congrats.

...I wonder if it'll help anything, the printing press kinda kicked off a bunch of cultural stuff in our world.

What kind?

I really don't know if it'll help here, most of the thing there was that a lot of the population was being misinformed about stuff and the printing press made that harder to enforce? Sorry, of all the kinds of nerd I am history isn't anywhere near the top of the list.

No worries. I don't think we're keeping any terrible secrets from the populace but it will still help to have more books.

Damn straight.

Anyway, you have everything you need here in the city?

Think so, yeah.

Great. Then I'll let you two catch up and go get recommendations for house-building.

...Do you have any recommendations for extra-soundproof places to talk, or anything, since we might want to discuss things best not overheard even if you're not around to act as an osanwe relay?

Palace is generally built pretty sturdy. Just close the door and you should be okay.

Luckily this room happens to have one.

Hey, it's locks that are weird, most bedrooms have doors.

Thankfully for people who have ears.

See you both later. Love you, Idaia.

Love you.

"So it turns out not everyone believes you about your marriage not being accidental," Imliss says dryly. "Some of the engineers I was working with offered me a couch to sleep on. But only the female ones. Because I was the sister of accidentally-married-the-prince."

"...I don't know if I ought to think that's hilarious or be annoyed that they don't believe us."

"You have to pick?"

"Well, maybe not so much."