Elvira followed close behind Ben, her steps light and almost bouncing.
"My beloved, show me more of your memories," she said.
Her eyes were wide and bright, like she had just found a new spell to study.
Ben kept his gaze forward.
He did his best not to look back at her.
A month had passed since their fight with the Ravagers.
It had also been a week since Elvira last dove into his memories.
At first, he had actually liked it.
She had drawn inspiration from what she saw and invented a bunch of useful tools and gadgets.
Life had felt smooth.
Their mobile workshop had even turned into a proper RV.
It now had wheels made from mushroom fiber, enchanted with some strange alchemical elasticity.
Ben did not know how she had done it.
He also did not want to know.
The last time he asked, Elvira gave him a long lecture that felt worse than high school physics.
