you spend the night than Depart from Themyscira to head to earth marvel
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"You've had quite the evening," Wonder Woman says, leading you away from the plaza where the Amazons continue to explore their new abilities. "Would you like to rest in my chambers before we depart?"
You nod, suddenly aware of the late hour. Wonder Woman guides you through marble hallways to her private quarters—a spacious room with an enormous bed draped in silk sheets.
"We can simply rest," she says, helping you remove your outer garments. "Dawn comes early on Themyscira."
You settle into her bed, Wonder Woman curling against your side. Her warmth is comforting as you both drift to sleep without further intimacy.
Morning arrives with golden light streaming through open windows. You awaken to find Wonder Woman already dressed, standing at the balcony.
"My Empress," she says, turning to bow. "My sisters have been... busy."
From the balcony, you see what can only be described as a complete transformation of Themyscira. Gleaming poles stand at regular intervals throughout the city—along streets, in courtyards, beside training grounds. Amazons move between them with practiced ease, many pausing mid-journey to execute a quick spin or pose before continuing their day.
"They worked through the night," Wonder Woman explains. "The transformation seems to have eliminated their need for sleep."
Hippolyta greets you in the main hall, performing an impressive inverted pose on a pole that now stands where her throne once was. Beside it sits a magnificent new throne clearly meant for you.
"Divine Empress," she says, dismounting with perfect grace, "we hope our improvements meet with your approval."
"They certainly do," you reply, surveying the changes.
"Your transport awaits," Hippolyta informs you. "Will you be returning soon?"
"Perhaps," you answer. "I have other worlds to visit first."
As Wonder Woman escorts you to the waiting drop ship, you observe Amazons using poles for everyday activities—two warriors discuss combat techniques while spinning around adjacent poles; a group of craftswomen work on armor designs while suspended upside down; others simply dance for the pleasure of movement.
"The Marvel Earth awaits, my Empress," Wonder Woman says as you board the vessel. "Shall I accompany you?"
You consider her offer as the ship's engines begin to power up for the journey to the orbital teleportation station.