The Elf Girl, Emilia, did not plan to linger long in the Randall Valley tonight:
"Tonight it's my turn to organize the Chocobo feed. If I don't get back soon after sneaking out, I might not make it to the dorms until dawn, and then Aunt Susan of the Six Rings dorm will scold me tomorrow morning..."
A worried expression appeared on her pretty face. After copying the Ancient Elvish Language, Shard and Luviya watched her ride away on the unicorn again. The cold winter night's wind passed through the branches, and her gentle white silhouette gradually disappeared. Luviya's Whisper rose:
"I have already contacted the local Correspondence Group and learned from them that this Miss Elf has been appearing for the past three years, on average once a month. I reviewed local records; nothing significant happened here three years ago. She must have discovered a 'passage' that has existed for a very long time."
"One vacation a month for herself?"
