Part 1

Elias and Francisco were sitting at a table inside a room at a hot spring while Nalaea and Vordea were bathing, stacks of paper on it. Francisco was having a hard time believing what Elias was telling him.

"You're certain?" He asked.

"Never been more certain of anything in my life. It's taken me years, but Mira is Lady Vordea herself, no doubt about it." Elias said, picking up a sheet of paper and waving it.

"What if you're wrong?"

"And what if I'm right?" Elias asked in response. "She promised to come clean years ago, remember?"

"Where have you even been keeping all of this paperwork? I didn't know you even knew how to write."

"Bag of holding." Elias said, gesturing to his travelling bag. "How did you think I was carrying all of our other shit? Also fuck off of course I can write."

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In the hot spring, Nalaea and Vordea were relaxing, Vordea wearing her normal avatar, and not disguised as Mira. Nalaea was barely visible above the water, almost fully submerged, and Vordea's long tentacles were taking up most of the bath.

"So you reckon he's figured it out yet?" Nalaea asked.

"Oh yes. He's suspected the truth for months." Vordea replied, blushing slightly as ink filled the water. "ummm... I didn't mean to do that. Sorry."

"I have to say, adventuring with the Great Destroyer has been most amusing. But does this mean our adventuring days are over, if he's going to ask you soon?" Nalaea asked, as she scooted out of the water.

"Only if he wants them to be. I won't be adventuring as Mira anymore, though. The usefulness of that disguise is long gone." Vordea answered, as she floated in the water. "Regardless, this has been a great distraction for me."

"So why did you tell me so quickly?" Nalaea asked, as she toweled off, and put on a bathrobe.

"Because you're not part of the game. I'll explain more later, come on." Vordea said, climbing out of the pool, turning back into Mira Frost as she did so.