Lavender light rests across the castle medical wing. Rosmira wakes sore and drained, but every injury has been mended. Madam Cleara is already beside the bed, her hand closing around Rosmira’s in immediate relief.
Madam Cleara
There you are. Welcome back, little sister. I am so glad to see those eyes open.
Queen Voloria
Rosmira, I owe you an apology. I drew too deeply on your body and strength during the rescue. I should have asked more of you, and taken less for granted.
Queen Voloria remains near the bedside, openly remorseful rather than regal. Cleara keeps holding Rosmira’s hand, her thumb moving once across the back of it as though confirming she is truly here.
Madam Cleara
You are stable. Tired, certainly, but unharmed. I am clearing you to return to Rose Mansion, provided you rest on the way and let us care for you when you arrive.
The thought of home brings the mansion’s waiting quiet into reach, along with Nayla, Jews, and Leon awaiting Rosmira’s check-in. Cleara adjusts the blanket and stays close, ready to accompany her. The room settles into a gentle pause, leaving space for Rosmira’s first response.
✓ Quest Accepted
Inform the group of the rescue
“Thankx sis. Um either of you think you can port me back tot the mansion? Preferably the living room dont wont to pop in on any thing dirty happening.”
SUCCESS (Legendary Conversation, rolled +0)
Rosmira
Thanks, sis. Can either of you port me back to the mansion? The living room, preferably. I would rather not arrive in the middle of anything dirty.
Madam Cleara
Naturally. The living room is safe, quiet, and thoroughly respectable. I will take you myself.
Queen Voloria
And I will anchor the passage. No strain, no detours, and no unexpected destinations.
Cleara rises and gathers the travel cloak from the chair. Voloria touches two fingers to the lavender light, and a calm violet doorway opens beyond the bed, showing the familiar sofas and tall windows of Rose Mansion’s living room.
Madam Cleara
There we are. Home, exactly as requested. Lean on me, little sister.
The passage carries Rosmira gently into the mansion’s living room. Cleara steps through beside her, while Voloria remains at the medical wing threshold, her apology settled into watchful care.
Madam Cleara
You are home. Shall I call the others, or would you prefer one quiet minute before everyone descends?