"Hello, Mother.
Father is currently in a state of semi-shock, but he's still capable of coherent thought so you should be fine speaking to him.
I would be taking my leave now."
She ignored the expression of surprise on the woman's face and pulled out a magic-filled stone from her pocket.
"Huh? Semi Shock?"
The woman was initially confused, however, after sensing the magic power in the stone the girl was holding, she snapped out of it and hurriedly spoke.
"Wait, Abby. I came to speak…to you too."
Sadly, the girl crushed the stone and was whisked away by the bountiful spatial magic inside it, disappearing to somewhere else before the woman could finish speaking.
"Siora!
Can you believe it?! Abby actually called me 'Daddy'!"
The woman, Siora, turned her attention towards the Elven Emperor who was acting all giddy on his throne, heaving a sigh of exasperation as she thought.
'I think I'm married to a 700-year-old kid.'
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