((Sorry for not being on for so long! >.<, life started to hate me!))<br/><br/>Emma grinned at Syrisa, she was just so adorable like this. If she wanted to keep the mageling excited like this, she ought to pay for pancakes more often. She shook her head and chuckled softly before eating more of her breakfast soup. She knew that the show wasn't going to be till later tonight, but she imagined that there could be other stuff they could do to pass the time. It was disheartening to know that tomorrow they would have to focus on the road.<br/><br/>As she was nearly done, she looked back up at Syrisa and grins,"So, the theater it is! But, now the question is...what shall we do to pass the time till later tonight? I'm sure we'll be able to find something to do." She chuckled again, more than sure they could find something...even if they do the most obvious thing out of their options.<br/><br/>She looked off to the side and saw a map of the kingdom they all lived on. The grand Imperial nation of Sylvinus, the land of the Humans. Sure, there was visits from the other races present on this world, but they were mostly all blocked off by the grand mountains to the Northeast, viable only by flight or a network of tunnel systems once used by the Dwarves, who are, as stated before, extinct. Some people still pull up artifacts and ancient cities of the proud race.<br/><br/>She spotted the part where they were, the city of Contance, a city close to the Great Sea, but not a harbor city. It was more or less closer to the Golden Foothills and the Dragonmaw Desert near the center of Sylvinus. The Imperial City was right smack dap in the middle of the entire kingdom. They were close to it, once they pass over the Dragonmaw Desert, they would be at the grand city, which is believed to be hovering hundreds of miles into the air and held together by magic, thanks to the grand Imperial wizards that run the academy there.<br/><br/>She never liked heights, but she was willing to go there for Syrisa. Once, it was just for the money, not it is for something completely different. She looks back to Syrisa and grins, knowing that their journey would be close to ending in only a standard week, should nothing bad go wrong along the way. Hopefully nothing would, for Emma was getting a bit weary of travel.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>