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Aya names her adopted world Pantheon, and nicknames herself Spring (in the sense of springs of water, like those her goddess is of). Isabella and Adarin stay long enough to make her a mirror set (the other half accompanies them, in space in Isabella's portal bag made by the used-up resurrection herbs), make a portal in a nook of the chosen mountaintop between Pantheon and Chamomile, and leave a marker for another so there will be an easy chain from Chamomile to Pantheon to the home of the elderly and apparently lonesome Adarin.
And when they have done all of this, they stay long enough for not-lonesome Adarin to recover enough mana, and -
they go visit his alt.
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Snuggles. Isabella is ignoring the local Veron and the helpful mage and her husband and can't very much bring herself to care at the moment.
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That's okay, the local Veron goes to quietly inform the helpful mage and her husband what's happened and then they all collectively decide to give Adarin and Isabella some space.
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"You may expect a pattern of this in the future. If people kill you, I will not like them."
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"I love you so much - if it had turned out the spell wouldn't work on mages at all or something I - I don't know."
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Adarin pets her hair soothingly.
"You won't ever have to know, love. Don't worry about it."
"You won't ever have to know, love. Don't worry about it."
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