Grow!

In a manner of moments, you, Trin, and Malakae are spread out naked over the War Room table while Delphi flutters above. It's a real mess. Cards are all over--some of the floor. It looks like someone dribbled a glass of water all around the surface. Clothes, which have also turned back to normal, are scattered all over, though most of them are still in a pile in the center of the table. Rather quickly, you slip off the edge and land on wobbly feet. Trin eventually follows, though Malakae simply rolls onto her back and remains spread out--cards clinging to her body in places.

"Get up already, silly," Trin says, grabbing onto the gold dragon's ankles.

"Mmm... Not yet," she grumbles.

"What was that? The door?"

"What?!" At that, Malakae shoots up and nearly falls off the table top. However, after looking at the doorway for a moment, she realizes it was a trick. "Y-You're cruel," she whispers beneath her breath.

Trin bends retrieves her blue and silver qipao and looks it over. "We should get dressed before someone does come."

With blushing cheeks, Malakae looks the other dragon over before glancing away. "Y-You should bathe first."

"Well, I can't just walk like this to the--" She looks down at herself. A certain something you gave her copious amounts of begins to run down her legs. "O-Oh. Uhm. Y-Yes. Well, and I should get a certain potion after that. I've never, uhm... I've never seen so much--" As she speaks, her words wander off into mutters as she tries to hide her embarrassment.

"Let's go bathe together," Malakae says.

"The royal bath is the next door over. Come on. Grab your things and we'll walk there. I doubt anything is just hanging out in the Throne Room in the middle of the day," you explain. "I think we all earned a nice, hot soak."

"I'll say," Delphi responds. "Here. I'll check to see if the coast is clear." She then flutters her way over to the knob, wraps her body around it, gives it a twist, and squeezes through the opening in the doorway.

Meanwhile, Trin brings a hand back through her hair. "This was... Well, I don't really know what to say." After looking into your eyes for a moment, she once again turns her attention away and begins grabbing her things.

Malakae runs her hands down her own, naked body. "You don't have to say anything."

"We're good!" Delphi calls out from the other side.

Trin is the first to slowly open the doorway. The cool breeze of the larger room causes her to shiver. Malakae, who follows closely behind, quivers her lips at the anticipation of what could be through the door. If someone where to walk in, they'd get quite the view after all. Even Delphi is naked, though she doesn't seem to care. She carries her dress and heels in her arms but barely covers up. As for the other two, they're doing their best to hide their nudity. It's just difficult given they need to carry shoes, dresses, etc.

The door closes behind you all, but before you can make your way to the Royal Bath door, everyone turns to see a single figure standing in the middle of the room, wiping down one of the tables used for meal time.

It's Thomas. He stares at the group with wide eyes and a face turned red. "I--" is all he can make out.

You wave back. "Carry on, Tom."

"You said the coast was clear!" Malakae screams in anger. "Liar!"

Delphi laughs hysterically. "Careful, or I might transform again~!"

Frustrated and embarrassed, the two dragons hustle towards the next door, and you follow behind.