It was a puzzling day for Athenia. She'd been staring at the looking mirror, and everywhere that she looked, something strange was looking right back at her. It first started last night, when the sun and the moon refused to change their shifts. However, forcing her authority over them, she made them work as intended, and the cycle of night and day continued.
But that was merely the start of the confusion, as nothing seemed wrong in Elenaris and everyone under her blessing was doing something awkward or insane. Jenna–the feared and crazed alchemist, was brewing who knows what kind of potions? Linkle, who was supposed to be supervising her, was wandering away with Aredin and his party.
Helga had decided to settle into an empty house given to her by the iron queen, and Darius Aylin, Reina were bothering each other with their presence. Exactly how? The lovers wanted to make love, but the blacksmith wouldn't get a hint and leave.
