Where you belong (SAGAU fanfic) _ON HOLD UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE_

Chapter 3

  "Has anyone seen the wood I laid here!?" 

  Said a constructor as he laid down some more materials for the grand mansion they were building with the help of not only the workers but a few locals who wanted to be a part of the constructions for their beloved creator, some were just helping clean the place, making it more organized so the workers and other professionals alike would not injure themselves while at work, the children played around a bit but making sure to get some of the more light materials or updating the higher ups on the current situation, they're parents making sure they don't hurt themselves and helping others as much as they can, after all, it would be better to finish such a project with the utmost care, so why not take more hands and eyes to ensure it was perfect?

  "Yeah, don't worry!"

  Said a man diligently working away with his hammer, banging the nails into the soft wood, making sure it was shaped and placed correctly where, from the looks of it, it would become the main archway of the building.

  "We've already used it for the entrance, thanks for bringing the rest of it, mate!" he yelled, delighting in his teammate's presence.

  It has been a busy month since the holy kights announced the discovery of their grace, and they have been busy preparing and spreading the word of their discovery, as well as making plans on how to handle the crowd and such. 

  Much like today, the mortals have been upbeat and have begun to bombard them with questions, much to their dismay. They might be immortal, but they were not the less busy with other matters, such as watching the progress of their own mansion, in which said building would temporarily house the beloved creator so their palace could be more closely monitored, they must ensure not only her safety but also the safety of the other creations.

  "These mortals are way better when they're busy; finally, we can have some peace from their annoying voices," said a woman in a flat calm voice, looking over some children's play and occasionally carrying some light materials to the other adults so they could continue what they were working on.

  "Oh, come on, don't be like that; sure, some people enjoy being wopperflowers, but you have to admit they can be quite entertaining to play with." Smirking at the woman and slinging his arm around her slim yet defined shoulders over her pale, soft skin and black hair, a man the height of a wall said. 

  Looking at the giant blond man with a cold and strenuous glare, said woman took a step back. "We are not here to have fun," she said, pausing before turning back to the mortals, "we are here to make sure those mortals do a perfect job."

  "Geez, you're no fun sometimes, ya know?" He said with a deflated sigh.

  It's been a week since the start of the creation of their headquarters, the mortals of higher rank than the others working said it would be done and furnished by the end of the day, when the traveler should arrive with their grace in tow for a "tour" and some explorations before the ritual began in the early hours of dawn. 

  The headquartered, or as the humans like to call it, "The Violet Estate," since violets tend to mean loyalty, hope, and wisdom in the plants and wild life that surround the region of Sumeru, is located up on the top of the hill of Pardis Dhyai, where their grace can see some of the wild life and take nice, calming walks. Not to mention, the mortals insist that it would be beneficial for their grace to be close to Sumeru City, where they could share their collective knowledge that they have gathered generation upon generation, after all, it would be fitting, no?

  The holy knights themselves stated that the divine being was imprisoned elsewhere. What terror and loneliness they must have felt not knowing what was going on around them, and based on their last conversation with the outlander traveler, they know nothing about Tyvat's history?