After they disembarked at the Castle, Effie bid them farewell and went away, giggling as she walked. Sunny and Nephis stared at her back until she disappeared from view, both not in a hurry to say anything.
‘What do I even say after that?’
Sunny sighed and decided not to say anything. Nephis seemed to be of the same mind.
...His thoughts, however, were on fire in the wake of Effie's antics. So, while Sunny kept quiet, his imagination was running wild against his better judgment. He did not know what Nephis was thinking about, but he was definitely thinking about all kinds of things that he probably should not have been thinking about.
He threw a furtive glance at Neph. Was she really calm?
Was he imagining things, or did her cheeks seem a little pink?
'No, that is definitely my mind playing tricks on me!'
There was no way Nephis would be phased by mere words. It was just his wishful thinking... it was all Effie's fault!
That Effie! She really had not changed at all!
He would have thought that being a married woman with a child would curb her wilder tendencies, but alas. Having a loving family only seemed to embolden the vivacious huntress even more, as if having a safe space to retreat to gave her wicked tongue more power.
It's a miracle that Little Ling is such a sweet boy, despite being raised by that miscreant...!
Sunny inhaled slowly.
Nephis lingered for a few moments, then looked at him with a deadpan expression. After a while, she said in her usual impassive tone:
"Don't mind Effie... Saint Athena. She's always like this."
Sunny chased the improper thoughts out of his mind... or at least tried to... and chuckled.
"That's alright. I'm rather accustomed to it... I used to have a close friend who was just like her. In fact, as much as I hate to admit it, I miss it a little."
She smiled faintly.
"I can't quite imagine."
The two of them started walking and left the pier. Instead of passing through the crowded gate of the castle, Nephis led him to a hidden postern, where two Knights bowed deeply before letting them in. The pass through the thick outer wall of Bastion was like a long tunnel with walls built of white stone.
Walking through it, Sunny wondered what could have brought this mighty wall down and left it laying in ruins, like it lay in the hidden realm that was imprisoned in the reflection of the illusory castle.
But then again, that terrible foe had even shattered the moon, so why would Bastion fare any better?
The Castle... was a city in and of itself. It was gargantuan, with somewhere around a million people living between its walls - almost half of them Awakened. There were hundreds of Masters here, as well, and at least a dozen Saints were always present, either guarding the stronghold or visiting from their own Citadels on business.
Sunny felt quite peaceful and comfortable living in the sprawling city on the other side of the lake, but here in the Castle, he couldn't help but feel a little tense.
Soon, they left the tunnel and entered a lively street.
"It's quite amazing, isn't it?"
His voice sounded a little stifled.
Nephis nodded.
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