. Dilorè needed outfitting as well, but she was smart enough to realize the effect she had on the public would be a problem for us. She wasn’t happy about it, but complied when I told her to dress as a mortal. Every large town on Huade has a ‘hunter’s quarter’, ‘adventurer’s town’ or ‘sailor’s block’ that offers cheap lodgings, …

. As the silence that followed my question stretched on, my mind began to conjure possibilities of devastating events, such as Ryuu having gotten himself killed or the hero’s party breaking up. But rather than one of Ryuu’s party members, it was Bruna who answered, in a subdued voice. “Oh, those poor bastards.” Brigitte began giggling, with Ceria joining in. …

. A very large and familiar pair of orange tabby cat ears protruded four inches out of the head of copper hair vigorously rubbing my bosom, and an equally familiar orange tail was standing straight up from behind the girl, its tip languidly curling and uncurling as she literally hung from the arms hugging my chest. She had actually let …

. Serera and Dilorè both moved in front of us, growing their wings and drawing their swords as the group reined their horses to a halt in front of us. Dilorè’s wings were the same butterfly wings that seem to be the rule among Oberon’s descendants. The cavalrymen kept their lances held upright rather than brandishing them at us. The …

. The Dragonsbacks aren’t a single chain of mountains, but rather a wide band of ridges and valleys that rise in Hamagaar and its neighboring provinces to the west, in the Empire, and running southward for fourteen hundred miles until falling off around the southern border of Relador. To the east of them is Orestania, and to the west is …

. From above, the stratocumulus clouds arrayed in lines look vaguely like ocean waves. It was incredibly appropriate, given we were riding Manlon’s launch, an aircraft in the shape of a boat. It might have been a bit stupid, but there were parts of me that were excited like a little kid. I was finally escaping Faerie, and getting back …

. During recent experiences, I had not known what to call this condition, but as I awoke this time, the term came to mind. “Illusory Space.” My last incarnation knew a concept that was almost the same. “Deep Immersion Virtual Reality”. Or “Deep Dive”. It did not exist in his world, but it existed in his world’s fiction. Illusory Space …

. “It sounds like I arrived at the right moment,” came a familiar male voice. I looked that direction to see Manlon emerging from the fog. It might seem strange that I wasn’t feeling these men appearing until the last moment, but the mana-laden fog was clouding my fairy and vampire senses. They could penetrate no further than my normal …

. Despite the night, the moonlight and the soft glow of mana-loving plants around the little pool certainly revealed my blush. The Fairy Queen’s face was quite close to mine, and her hand gave a little squeeze to punctuate her question. My sister spoke before I could find my voice. “Your Majesty, if you could delay your plan to ravish …

. The Lesser Moon had long since finished ‘making her exit’, but the Greater Moon at half moon was plenty bright enough as we flew through the night sky. It was probably well past midnight at this point, but it seemed I would have to stay up a while longer. Oberon insisted that I accompany him. I was back aboard …