Later in Firal’s room.

  Firal, Xania and Anise all surrounded Dragrove and stared at him on the floor, hiding under a blanket, “That's my blanket y'know?” Firal spoke up, trying to gently tug it off him.

  “Ahh!! I'm screwed! I'm so screwed!!!” He shouted through the blanket.

  “You chose to do this to yourself, give me my blanket back.”

  “I'm your brother! How about showing me some concern?!”

  “No, you asked for this, give it back to me.”

  “I'm screwed!”

  Firal snatched her blanket back before going back to lay on her own bed, not bothering about Dragrove.

  She placed a pillow over her head, throwing one at Dragrove's face, “Could you guys please just minimise the noise and close the curtains? I deal with stress and stupidity by sleeping.”

  The pillow hit Dragrove, dropping onto the floor as he remained as still as a statue.

  Xania sat in front of him, “Hello?” She waved, trying to get his attention.

  “Tsk…” Anise kicked dragrove from behind, causing him to fall forwards.

  He turned back in annoyance at Anise, “Yea, kick a guy when he's already in a terrible situation.”

  “If you didn't want this, you shouldn't have challenged your father.”

  “I did it to prevent a war due to 2 very hot-headed people!”

  “Hey, somebody? The curtains?” Firal spoke up, Anise and Dragrove both ignoring her due to concentrating on each other and Xania watching the situation.

  “Since my lord decided to save you then we're not going to leave you to die but… don't you dare create more problems!” Anise gave another kick.

  Anise walked up to Firal, “Hey, what about the diviner?” She asked, getting no response.

  “...”

  Anise walked up to the curtain, opening it fully and pulling the pillow and blanket away.

  “You can still visit them, give it back,” She glared at Anise.

  “Thanks,” Anise returned her items and closed the curtain.

  Xania looked around, “Wow, how dark,” She commented, annoying Anise.

  “Obviously! Let's go visit the goddamn diviner,” She shouted angrily, getting annoyed as she thought about how difficult this supposingly simple trip became.

  “Ok, bye Firal!” Xania shouted, being dragged by her tail by Anise as Firal gave a weak tired wave with Dragrove staying on the ground, trying to take some of the blanket, earning him a kick from Firal who snatched it all back.

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  Anise and Xania teleported back into the island, immediately noticing stares and whispers from the passersby.

  “These dragons are nobles and yet they spend their time on stupid things like this,” Xania muttered, catching up to Anise who had walked ahead.

  “My lord, you're the last one I want to hear that from.”

  “Rude. Besides, how do you even know where to go?”

  Anise showed Xania a map of the area, confusing her further.

  “Where did you get a ma—”

  Anise interrupted by pointing around at a random box in the middle of the street filled with maps along with another dozen down the road, each at equal intervals.

  “Oh.”

  “My lord, think before you speak.”

  Anise continued to navigate to the diviner, ignoring the whispers and stares from the passerby and preventing Xania from seeing the map.

  “Give it!”

  “No, you'll definitely run off to find something else and somehow get lost if you get a map.”

  “I won't!”

  “You will.”

  Xania attempted to run off to get another map before Anise pulled her back by her tail.

  “Goddamn tail! Whose side are you on?!” Xania hit her own tail, “Ouch!”

  Anise stares at Xania's act, “What a moron…”

  “Ah, we're here,” Anise stopped in front of what seemed to be an abandoned house.

  “You… sure?” Xania tilted her head, sneezing as she walked closer due to the dust.

  “That's what the map says?”

  “You first,” Xania backed up before being pulled by Anise, “Hey! Hey!!! No! Ler me go!”

  Anise ignored Xania, continuing to pull Xania in, causing her to start sneezing non-stop

  “Anise! Anise! Let me g— Ah choo! Ah!! Release me at on— Ah choo!” Xania kept sneezing while being dragged in, eventually stopping in front of an oddly clean door.

  “I guess this is it?” Anise turned to Xania who was trying her best to hold in her sneezes.

  “Well, not like you can actually answer me right now,” Anise pushes the door open, revealing a massive, DUST FREE library.

  “Wow, how clea—” Xania ran in, not letting Anise finish her sentence as she started sneezing loudly before sighing in relief.

  “Much better…” She rubbed her nose, glancing around as she found the massive library to be nearly devoid of anybody except for her, Anise and a random woman in the distance.

  “Who's that?” Xania pointed to her before Anise smacked her hand.

  “Pointing at people is rude,” Anise said, walking up to the woman, “hello? Are you the diviner? If not, could you point us in their direction?” The woman ignored her.

  “Hello?” Anise repeated, trying to get the woman's attention.

  “Hey!” Anise walked in front of the woman, finding it to be a mannequin followed by a soft giggle from behind, both Anise and Xania turning around to find a little girl who quickly ran away as they noticed her.

  “Hey! Get back here!” Anise chased her out of annoyance with Xania following behind.

  “This seems fun,” Xania muttered, enjoying the chase as they nearly caught up with the little girl.

  “Got you now!” Anise said, extending her arms to grab her before activating a tripwire, causing a piece to be slammed into her face by a paddle from above.

  Xania kept chasing, finding the little girl on the ground trying her best to hold in her laughter, getting confused and turning around, finding Anise with a pie in her face.

  “Pff—” She held herself back barely, noticing Anise's annoyed face she sighed, controlling herself and picking the little girl up by her collar.

  “Give it here,” Anise crossed her arms sternly, using water magic to clean her face and wind magic to dry herself.

  Xania gave the little girl to Ansie who held her up by her horns and stared into her girls making her nervous.

  “Brat! Where is the diviner?”

  “I'm not a brat!” She argued while crossing her arms.

  “You wasted my time with your prank and decided to laugh at me so I'm calling you a brat.”

  “She laughed too!” She posted at Xania who quickly turned away.

  “And she'll be punished too!” Xania immediately turned back to Anise to protest but gets silenced by Anise's glare.

  “So? Where are they?”

  “Busy…” The little girl responded reluctantly.

  “When will she be done?”

  “An hour?”

  “Good, now for your punishment.”

  Later, Xania and the little girl are both kneeling against the wall, their arms above their heads with a pail of water above their head, the little girl with much less water.

  “If a single drop of water comes out, you're both screwed!” Anise glared at the both of them while seated on a wooden chair she materialized.