Departing

The night before departing had come, a small "party" with himself, Yraka, the seamstress of Ingrid, and a few maids there. A large cake in the middle of the room atop a table. Instead of using the living room for a ball like an aristocratic party should have, the humble party is being held in a reunion room instead.

The furniture was taken away, to better accommodate tables with snacks and pastries, and Yraka's large frame. A relatively silent and cozy party rather than something explosive. The only ones who had exposed contact with him were the residents of the mansion and the giant fairy.

There was no need for a big party for someone the town didn't care or know. Eating a sweet pastry, likely made by Maremalle, Kyrie sighs. The lamps and lanterns are lit, and the others chit-chatting about the future or how the journey will go.