While Karl transford and prepared for a bit of sport, Dana led a group of won into the spa area.
"Ladies, prepare to be pampered. Matilda has promised that this is one of the greatest resources of the entire facility, and her skills in party planning are legendary." Dana announced.
An aged Elven woman smiled at them as they entered. "Ah, the wedding party, including the mothers. The Supre Lady inford us that you would be along soon.
Now, would you like to start light, or would you like the full experience?"
Dana shrugged. "We might as well go all out. How often will we even have the opportunity to co back here, right?"
That made the old Elf laugh. "Well, if you live as long as I have, there will surely be more chances. But I hear that your groom is an Avatar of the World Dragon, it shouldn’t be hard for him to return here in the future.
Now, would you like to start from the hair down, or the feet up?"
Karl’s mom shrugged. "Feet up sounds good. I spend far too much ti on my feet, and they can always use a bit of loving.
My husband, bless his heart, is still terrible at giving a foot massage, even after two decades of practice."
He still tried. Every ti they had a day off, he would attempt to pamper her. But years in the mines had numbed his hands, and he had no concept of what was too hard or too soft.
She didn’t criticize him openly, but it would be wonderful to have a proper masseuse.
They were all led to comfortable chairs, and their feet placed in tubs of what looked like milk.
"It’s a rejuvenating potion, with Fae Coconuts as the base. Don’t worry, we checked everyone for allergies when you first arrived." The attendant explained.
Three younger Elves ca out to attend to Dana, Wendy and Ella. But Nachtia, who was a few chairs down from them, got very different treatnt. Her attendant was a two-tre tall shirtless Dryad man.
The black dragon winked at the two older won, who looked faintly scandalized, then Nachtia sighed as he began to massage her legs, letting her feet soak in the rejuvenating potion.
The Elves laughed quietly when the dragon moaned as the masseuse began to work the stiffness out of her legs, but Nachtia didn’t even notice.
His hands were magic.
In the most literal sense.
All of the Masseuse staff were healers, and they worked healing magic into the body along with the tonics as they perford the massage. For the black dragon, who served the God of Death, the reaction to that steady influx of life force was rather different from the others.
The euphoric feeling of a foot massage by a healer had Dana in a blissful fog for most of the next hour, until it was ti to move to the massage tables for the rest of the relaxation therapy.
Nachtia was taken to a separate room, and both mothers had to do their very best not to giggle at the situation.
"I can’t believe that they actually offer such services." Karl’s mother whispered.
The Elf massaging her back winked at her. "We offer all sorts of services here. But it’s probably not as unwholeso as you are thinking. Well, maybe. They seem to have pretty good chemistry.
Surprising for a black dragon."
Ella looked shocked. "She’s a dragon? Right, I forgot that they can just transform. I haven’t had a chance to et most of these people before, you see."
The Elf nodded. "When you are stuck at the Common Rank, it’s not safe to be hanging around in areas where everyone is at Totem Rank or higher.
There are regions of the Fae Realm where even I don’t go, just so that I don’t get overwheld by the auras of all the Immortals.
They don’t an any harm, but when they get excited or angry, they release quite a potent aura."
She was at the Monarch Rank, strong by Golden Dragon Nation standards, but compared to most of the guests or even the average of the Dragon Isles, it was hardly impressive.
Wendy, Dana’s mother, sighed. "It’s a sha that I was born before the Elites started to awaken across our nation. It might have been cool to be able to go on adventures instead of just reading about them."
Dana smirked. "You know, if I spend a bit of ti making a book, we might be able to help both of you awaken. Especially here, where there is so much magic."
Both mothers froze to stare at her.
"You can just awaken people’s System Access like that?" Ella asked.
"Yes. And it doesn’t seem to matter that we’re on another world. Jake already did, and entirely accidentally. He’s beco a warrior. That’s where Matilda vanished to earlier. She wanted to examine the changes in soone who awakened that late." Dana explained.
Ella paused. "Were they not all still in the bath when she left?"
Dana laughed. "They were. And I can only imagine what the look on his face was when she showed up in the n’s bath. But she’s hundreds of thousands of years old. Nobody tells her where she can and can’t go."
That made sense to Ella, in a way. After so long, it would be like seeing your grandchildren nude. Hardly interesting at all.
Or so she assud.
"I think that it would be harder to make him stop talking to those miners he found than anything else. If there is one thing that Jake can talk about for hours, it’s stone and the mines." She sighed.
Given his nature, she wasn’t worried about the dragon woman stealing her husband.
Dana chuckled. "You know, we realized when we got to the Dragon Isles that Karl is at least part Dwarf. If he is, then so is his father. So, it’s only natural that he would inherit their racial instincts.
I wonder if they’re still talking about stone and digging, or if they’re on to a new topic yet?"
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