Adarin is sleepily woken. He blinks at her, bleary-eyed, but smiles when he sees her. "G'morning," he mumbles.

Okay, this works too. Kiss! "Morning."

Kiss! "You talk in your sleep," he says, groggily. "'scute."

"I do? What do I say?"

"Huh. Okay. Thanks for saying." She kisses him again and gets up for a stretch.

Isabella (still completely naked, and seeing no reason to change this) fixes breakfast, and while it's cooking, gets her mother on the phone asking about when it would be convenient to visit and bring someone.

"Morning! Ranata expects to be in the vicinity of my hometown all day, we can show up whenever and meet both parents in one go."

"Sure, that works for me. Would you like to fly there, or shall I teleport us?"

"It's a few hours from here flying... Ranata doesn't know exactly where I was when I called, so teleportation doesn't leak any particularly interesting magical secrets that she'd have hard time keeping, though."

"So that's a yes to teleportation? All right. I'll need a bit to scry so I get the location right, but that's faster than flying."

"Probably a good idea to land somewhere on my clan lands where nobody's looking rather than, say, in Charlie's house."

"I actually mention it in large part because my clan lands are warded against, among other things, scrying, and while I don't know if it'll interfere with your offworld magic, it's possible. If you can't see into the clan lands to pick a spot to teleport to, there's a nearby beach that will do."

"All right," he says. "I'll have to look, then. I've never tested to see if witch wards work against my magic or not."

"Ranata's warded Charlie's house, too, but it's just the one layer. Everybody in the clan puts a new layer on the lands, so over time, they get to be very heavy-duty wards."

"Ooo. That's clever. I approve."

"I haven't done mine yet. Usually it's saved till a little later in life where they're sure of your loyalties."

"Oh? If you weren't loyal is there something bad you could do, instead?"

"Yes. I mean, technically there's nothing stopping me from cursing the place or weakening the wards now, but in principle."

"No need to stay long; we can just take off and fly to Charlie's house right away. If you do loiter on clan lands, then yes, eventually you're going to see the queen or one of my distant cousins or some five-year-old girl getting her dagger lessons, running around starclad."