"I told you this would happen," Venus said.

Luna sighed. "I knew it would happen," she reasoned.

"Well she can't stay in Paris forever, she has to go back."

It was clear that Emerald was making a life for herself, rather successfully, in Paris. That she was enjoying life for the first time in the past nine years. Luna nor Venus wanted to be the barrier of bad news of having to take it away from her, but there were more important things for her. Her journey had taken a detour with her sudden passion of cooking and wanting to live that life. They were going to have to put her back on track and soon.

"Look," Venus said. "I don't want to do this just as much as you don't. But she has to fulfill the prophecy. She will one day-"

"I know," Luna interrupted sharply. "I know... Let's give her some more time."

"We don't have more time, the Elders will-" she was once again interrupted but this time by a look from Luna.

"We wrote the prophecy centuries ago Αφροδίτη," she said. "So we can make it that she has more time until she has to continue her journey. If the Elders have anything to say about it then they can take it up with me."

Venus sighs. "You've spoken to her, haven't you?" Luna doesn't respond. "I told you that talking to her will blind what needs to be done. You're too close to this."

"Like you're not?!" Luna slightly yells. "She deserves this. What's one more month?"

Another sigh leaves Venus. "Okay," she says weakly. "We give her more time, but eventually we will have to make her go back."

"I know."