Welcome back, my Lady.

Aries's separation anxiety slowly faded as she observed the bustling capital of Haimirich. It was the same as the last time she was in this place: peaceful, lively, and the people had no worries with such a reliable emperor sitting on the throne. During their journey, Aries had always been curious about how come the most important figures of the empire could leave for months. 

Thanks to Conan, Aries was reassured everything was under control. Apparently, Isaiah put a powerful spell on the imperial palace. The spell wasn't harmful; it was just that it would make the people who would enter the imperial palace do what was necessary. Annoying Abel wasn't a necessity. Hence, they were safe. When the officials would leave the imperial palace, their memories would be a little hazy, and could only remember the recurring events of just working for the betterment of the empire.