"I swear to all demons great and small, I'll kill him when he comes back," growled Katharina, pacing back and forth like a caged lioness. Her teeth nibbled her thumbnail so hard that they were almost in the flesh. "Four o'clock! FOUR! He said he was going to Paris. Using teleportation. TELEPORT, ADA. What does that take? Two and a half seconds? Three with transit between dimensions?!"
Ada, lying languidly on the sofa with a pillow over her belly, let out a sigh that sounded more like an autumn wind than a sign of concern.
"Despite my discomfort... I have to admit, our husband has never given us any reason to be suspicious. He loves us. He really does. I've never seen him even look at another woman with desire." she said, turning the ring on her finger. "Actually... they're the ones who always appear out of nowhere, like mosquitoes in a hellish summer."
