The next day Ralvania didn't get up until mid-day. Groggy and hung-over, lifting her head slowly from the pillow.

"Ouch," She muttered then forcing herself to sit up. After sitting on the end of the bed for a good ten minutes she walked to the closet and found her lavender and silver trim robe. Then turning around she summoned the hob-goblin. 

It had only taken a few minutes for him to knock on the door and let himself in with a tray of pixie brew.

"Oh thank you, Sage." 

"Always miss." He replied.

"Is Amberosia up yet?" She inquired. 

"She left about an hour ago," He said to her.

"Oh," She replied then dismissed him as she sipped the first cup of the day. As she downed the first few sips, she worried for Amberosia. Right now she loves and adores Magellan.  However, what of thirty, fifty or a hundred years from now? What if she grows to hate this decision later? She took another gulp of the brew and then forced herself to stay out of this whole situation.  Amberosia was a big sorceress and could handle her own life.  Shaking the thoughts away, she downed more pixie brew until it finally kicked in, waking her completely. 

Glancing through the window, it looked to be a gorgeous early afternoon. The sun  beaming bright, warmed the land. Looking further she could see a few birds flying above the path into the forest behind her court-yard. 

Ten minutes after going back to her pot of morning brew, Ludwig tapped on the window behind her.

"She nodded to him, then walked over and opened the small window.

"Good to see you as always," She greeted him.

"Yes, miss.... Here is a message for you." He said to her.

"I'll take it, thank you." 

He nodded and dropped the folded note into her hand then turned and flew off to his empty cave.