<h4>Chapter 692 692 Five More Minutes </h4>
?One of the twins was standing by the door when E returned, though Wolfe couldn''t tell which one from the back. They would likely be rooming together, as was their preference, so leaving one on guard while the other got the bedroom ready, made the most sense, and it would keep Risa from pouting that she didn''t get a chance to get her room ready before she headed out to go check out the demon bachelors in the city tonight.
She closed and locked the door, then pointed at Wolfe. "Alright Mister. Pants off."
Wolfeughed as he dismissed his outfit, and E gave him a spin.
"Well, you don''t look any worse for wear. No bruises, hickies, new scars or other such blemishes. Perhaps you really did behave yourself in the Demon Realm." E mused.
"If he had behaved himself, he wouldn''t havee back with not one but two subi." Cassie reminded her.
"Good point. So, tell me, Wolfe, who is better?" E asked.
That was a trick question and there was no good answer. If he said that they were, he would be used of lying, but if he admitted that subus magic was incredible, he would just be digging his own grave. Instead, he would take a chance and gamble on option three.
"I''m not sure, I think I''ll have to get arger sample size." He replied, while picking E up to give her a kiss.
"Good distraction. Now, I am going to require solid proof that you''ve actually missed us." E giggled.
That was not going to be a problem. Wolfe had some very solid evidence that he had missed them. Enough evidence that they were still sleeping soundly the next morning when the others came to wake them up for breakfast.
So, when they did finally get out of bed, Cassie and E were startled to find that they were surrounded, with a demon on one side and Wolfe on the other, trapped in the bed.
"What exactly is this?" Cassie asked.
"You looked soft, and the cat said that you arefortable to sleep on, so I climbed in." Rail shrugged.
"And what is your excuse?" E asked Nimue, who was wrapped around her.
"Give me just five, no ten, more minutes." She mumbled.
Wolfe chuckled. "And there we have our answer. Chances are that she''s the one who talked to Stephanie as well. Unless Stephanie has gotten better at speaking in cat form."
Cassie gave him a confused look, so Wolfe exined. "Dryads can talk to nts and animals in the Fae Forest, it''s one of their innate gifts. She''s only half Dryad, but it''s more likely than Stephanie convincing the subus toe cuddle with you."
They were tempted to leave the little Dryad sleeping, but she refused to let go of E, so Nimue had to be awoken to take her to eat.
"Trust me, you''ll love the breakfast in the dining hall. We will just go to the one closest to our rooms, the underground dining room, but that''s where Cook is on duty, and she makes the most amazing breakfast muffins." Cassie exined as she attempted to disentangle E from the small demon, who seemed to be part octopus and not a dryad at the moment.
"Fine, I will get up. Witches smell good, though, like tea and the forest." Nimue sighed.
That''s not quite how Wolfe would have put it, but perhaps the potions that they always smelled likebined with the witch magic to smell like tea to her.
When they arrived in the dining hall, Cook was already alerted to Wolfe''s return, and the addition of a number of Demons to the group. The rest of the pentacle had already been in to eat, and that was all that they could talk about. The feedback from the demons'' meditationst night had been huge, and the gains they were getting were impossible to miss.
If Wolfe and the witches hadn''t been so busy, they might have noticed as well, but all the Pentacle Witches were getting closer to Rank Four. One more night of meditation, or someone putting in the work during the day would likely be enough to push them over the threshold, and closer to taking the top spots for power away from the Generals of the United World Army.
They had been rather quiettely, as their entire political structure was based on following the orders of the Saints, and it had been paralyzed with infighting ever since they went missing, but they were still Rank Five witches.
"Wolfe, wee back. And who might these two lovelydies be?" Cook asked.
"This is Rail, and the one hanging off E is Nimue." Wolfe greeted the stout woman.
Nimue smiled and then disentangled herself from E to go over and examine the chef.
"What are you looking for, little one? I smell like food, but I''m not carrying any." she asked.
Nimue focused for a moment, then shook her head.
"I thought I smelled Brownie, but I didn''t see it hiding anywhere. They''re trouble, they like to steal food and break kitchen tools." Nimue exined.
Cook patted her on the head. "I have one as a Familiar, and she is very well-behaved. I don''t know if you know about the Familiar bonding, but it helps everyone get along and helps the mischievous ones curb their worst intentions, even if you sometimes have to reinforce it with an order."
"Oh, I read about Witch Familiars. Well, then that''s fine. I just didn''t want a troublemaker messing around with breakfast. I take breakfast very seriously." The small demon dered, as if she was imparting an important secret.
"So do I. Now, what do you like to eat?"
"Everything. I can eat meat, but I actually like muffins and pancakes and bread with jam and oatmeal with sugar, and pastries and eggs better."
The witches eating breakfast all quietlyughed at her enthusiasm for food.
"That''s quite a list of things you like better than meat. Alright, I will fix you up a te, or you can pick from the buffet. There are plenty of good things on there that I am sure you will like. We grow all the nts in our own magical gardens."
Nimue turned to Wolfe. "You didn''t tell me that there was a magical garden."
Wolfe smiled and patted her head. "I thought you would figure it out on your own. It''s a magical forest full of Fae and Witches, of course, there is a magical garden, and a huge one. Don''t worry about the food, they will fill you up with only the best. Especially the fruits, you''ll love the fruits."