"Are they homunculi?"
"Close, but they're Automations."
Jamie corrected him with a brief smile, then stepped forward, holding up the keys he'd collected from Artemisia's father.
"We'd like a table for three."
"Very well."
The male automation nodded in acknowledgement while the female automation led them toward a nearby teleportation circle. Once they stepped onto it, they were instantly teleported to the top of one of the massive Sequoia tree stumps.
Despite being severed from their roots, the trees remained alive, likely due to the high energy concentrations in both the atmosphere and the soil.
They were standing atop a massive circular tree stump, more than twenty yards in diameter, high enough that low-altitude clouds floated around them.
The automations guided them to the centre of the stump, where a wooden table awaited. Its edges were adorned with intricate carvings, but the surface was perfectly smooth.
