That morning when Zara wakes she searches the room for Time who is nowhere to be found. After a discussion with Heather, Zara says her goodbyes and leaves with Heather for the garden. Standing alone Heather summons a black door embossed with gold. Zara has yet to see such a door, but the doorkeeper is none too happy to see the two ladies. It attacks and before Zara can act Heather grabs the beasts face with one hand. The creature implodes and the components of its body swirl into a soupy mixture. Rank is the smell as the soup mixture levitates in the air as though in a large punch bowl. Heather gives Zara a serious look as a wine glass forms in her hand. Dipping the glass into the mixture Heather swirls it in the glass before taking a drink. Then she offers it to Zara. Zara complies. The brew is horrifically distasteful and a smirk appears on Heathers face. "Obedient, it is a good trait and what you are to me. You are never obedient to ANYONE else. Am I understood?" "Yes Lady Heather." Heather is content. She opens the door to Hell and kisses Zara on the forehead. "There are no goodbyes between Immortals. I only hope these friends are worthy of you." As Zara goes into the portal she flashes Heather a smile. Then the portal closes. Heather crosses her arms and sighs heavily. Time walks over. "She's a fool you know." "She's just young. She wants the happy ending, but then there are those like YOU who have to go and meddle!!!" Heather spits out her comment as though it is toxic. Time however cares much less. "So what if I meddle!? They'll all die sometime. She should be here with us." "Maybe so, but it doesn't give you the right to force her to make misjudgments." Time looks away and a moment of silence passes between the women. "Well... Do you want to watch? You know... What happens when Zara gets back... Confronts those losers." Heathers shakes her head and smiles. "Gosh Time you are such a miserable soul. Yes, I would really like to watch this."