User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2017/@comment-7345250-20170803194058


 * It is a wise call, in all likelihood. The grand carpet rolls up nicely and sails back out of the garden.


 * Goldfin bows respectfully to the princess. She is not about to contest royalty.

Goldfin: "Er... Your Highness."


 * Around this time, Eroma starts to realize something is up. Sylvia's last instance of spontaneous exhaustion was a portent of the invasion of HQ. In addition, this stallion hasn't given her a destination beyond "this car."


 * She steps halfway inside the limousine and then pauses, ready to stop the vehicle in its tracks if need be.

Eroma: "Okay, but... where to?"