Once in the room arranged for him, Lancelot was separated from Maria and Sumika, who would be sleeping together in their rooms...
While he felt a sense of loneliness, there was something he could do now that he had begun doing several times daily.
'Morgana, are you and Nuriel there?'
[Mmmm, of course, we are... Nuriel is angry you didn't take her, though!]
{I am not...}
It had been a while since he used this type of communication, not because he forgot but rather because he suffered pain when his bloodlines were not fully balanced... So, he kept contact to a minimum and now, he spoke to his wives often.
But it seemed that Caladbolg and the others couldn't hear each other.
'You know what I want to do, right, Morgana? I am going to return to Avalon and enter the training room we built in the basement of our citadel.'