"For the love of-" Kamila hated how even cursing at the Guardian ended up praising him instead. "Grandma!"
"Is everything alright, child?" Salaark appeared in a red Supreme Magus dress, her eyes matching Leegaain's. "I was getting ready for the party."
"You too?" Kamila lowered her head, hiding her face between her hands. "Okay, fine. I forgive you both. Just be honest with me and tell me how long this has been going on."
"Ever since you started snacking in the middle of your practice, child." Salaark replied. "It's a really bad habit. Silverwing's Hexagram is inert, but other spells would have blown in your face. You should be more careful."
"That means soon after I entered the third trimester almost a month ago!" Kamila whined. "Why didn't you tell me anything?"
"It would have made you worry for nothing and maybe even brought you to stop practicing magic." Leegaain said, and Salaark nodded. "Now, you know it's safe, and you've made a beautiful memory.
