Chapter 201: Showcase, Part Nineteen

The night air in Javir's garden was humming with so much conversation happening and energy in the air. 

Kimiko lounged on a marble bench. Her massive tits were almost spilling out of her evening dress as she traded war stories with Armia's father. The darian man's booming laugh echoed through the garden every few minutes. Near the fountain, Jaylin was helping Margaret with her spellwork. Melisa's mom had her purple hair tied back and she was wearing some robes that looked like she'd borrowed them from Zephyra, giggling as Jaylin guided her through the motions of a particularly complex spellsign.

"Oh, like this?" Margaret asked, adjusting her hands. 

"N-No, like THIS!" Jaylin groaned as she moved Margaret's hands maybe an inch lower than they'd been. 

[... Okay.] 

A few feet away, Isabella was doing what she did best - being an absolute menace to Armia's sanity. She had a glass of wine in her hand and it was about half empty.