A small portal appeared in Seth’s throne room just as he was considering where to find the talent he needed to pass down the future technological knowledge.
Henrietta’s small head peeked out of the watery surface of the portal, and she looked around the room. Seeing that Seth was alone, she whispered: “Are you busy?”
Seth raised an eyebrow and asked: “Do I look busy?”
“You appear to be sulking in this big empty throne room.” Said Henrietta while stepping out of the portal and walking towards him.
Seth parted his legs and allowed her to sit on one of his thighs; he kissed her lips briefly and replied: “There have been some troubles with my current plan, and I was trying to find a solution. How did you know I was here?”
“Hehe. Giggled Henrietta. “I was nearby and felt you teleporting inside. So, anything I can help you with?”
“Not really, no. I’ll figure something up. I’ve been meaning to ask, what’s up with you?” asked Seth, looking into her clear sky-blue eyes.