☀️ Arselia and Akonia

Useless trinkets for a useless person. Monkeys building huts out of dung and sticks, dreaming that one day, according to heretical theories, they will be able to turn into humans, and all they need to do is acquire a dung-covered stick sharpened to +100.
- Strange. Nothing prevented you from hitting them on the head with a club and dragging them here, - she says, sitting on the sofa and leaning back against its back. - Or doing it in pieces. I suppose I am flattered, and this is an honor disproportionate to my worth.

- This hardly qualifies as an invitation. - The Lord sits down next to her. At the same time, the mooring lines of the "New Moon" are released from the air dock of Margel, and the airship begins to rise into the sky. - If we disregard some minor details, you came here because you wanted to be here, and I wanted you to be here. After all, I didn't hit you on the head with a club or dissect you into pieces, so don't be fooled - in my eyes, your "value" is very high, otherwise we wouldn't be talking right now. Are you curious about where we are flying?