"Who does Darkia think she is?" exclaimed Lucinda indignantly, getting up from her seat. "What right does she have to become a godmother over a Valkyrie girl?"
Milena said nothing, looking at Arabel expectantly.
"Phew..." Arabel breathed, smiling at Lucinda, touched by her words.
She hadn't thought of anything like that. It was too early for such thoughts.
"Go to a restaurant and tell Sofia that one of her fans who lives outside the Kingdom wants to eat. And take enough food with you in the magic bag," Arabel addressed Milena, without mentioning anything about Darkia's desire to become the godmother of her unborn child.
"Food?" — Milena raised her eyebrows. "To whom? For Darkia?"
"Yes, for her," Arabel nodded. "I'm more than sure that as soon as she finds out about your return, she'll contact you."
"Leave the magic bag in some secluded place and tell her where she can pick it up, and then just leave."
