The preparations for the trip were quick and Meilin and Margareth went through thousands of accumulated documents in a few hours.
Loan applications, commercial agreements, and even requests for support from political factions; they had to go through everything.
The studious mage and the young woman with a talent for administration and comerce had little difficulty understanding them and deciding whether or not they were worth approving.
The next day, they finally boarded Meilin's flying ship and set off.
The journey would take many weeks, perhaps even months if Meilin's flying ship did not maintain maximum speed the entire time.
Naturally, Qingyi used this time well, and at this very moment, he was alone with Isabel in one of the many luxurious suites on that flying ship.
With a gentle movement, he laid her down on her side on the bed.
Her huge breasts squeezed against each other under their own weight, sinking gently into the bed.
