The steampunk tag this universe was created with. Honestly you didn't fully understand how the laws of physics changed between your previous world and this one. Current experiments to see if making the universe slip a "dieselpunk" tag was possible were still on the backburner. Physics just ended up being another mystery of how this universe worked, so you didn't question it. The fact that Herta was able to even do something about it was impressive, even if she was just relying on her Lunacy Savantae and her divine knowledge to make things more efficient.

Still this was more than you imagined Herta would've usually done. It made you feel proud of her.

"So you haven't been completely idle. Impressive, at least for a foolish goddess like you." You said, giving yourself some airs. Despite Herta's incompetence in almost everything, her talents in certain things tended to shine through. "You've pleased me with your actions, slave."

She puffed up her chest with pride.

The conversation soon returned to the wedding. A few minutes in and ideas were already being suggested.

"I'm guessing it'll be, like, outdoors and stuff." Bertha said. "Because elves love nature, right?"

"The location ultimately depends on Master's wishes." Herta countered. "But if it were up to the bride's family, it'd likely be in a church or a palace."

"Huh? Why?" Bertha asked.

"Aila's a high elf, not a wood elf." You answered for your goddess. "High elves are less in tune with nature than their forest cousins."

"That's right." Herta nodded. "High elves are all nobility. Not just by blood, but in spirit too."

"So they basically like fancy things instead?" Bertha guessed.

Two nods, one from you and the from Herta, confirm it. You decide to open one of the pickled foodstuffs, with Bertha giving a thumbs up when you ask if they're ready to eat yet.

"I thought all elves were super fond of nature and stuff." Bertha spoke idly. "I mean, fairies are related to elves and they're, like, basically made out of nature. Right?"

"Nope." Herta shook her head. "The Fae aren't so connected to elves in this world. Sure, you could argue some relation exists, but it's the same sort of relation that all demi-humans to each other."

"You made some interesting comments about fairies last time you talked about their origins, Herta." You recalled how your goddess offhandedly mentioned how fairies were some sort of afterthought in this universe.

"Well, yeah." Herta answered. "Fae were made from the surplus of divine power that remained after the universe was created, given shape in order to hold all the excess energy that needed someplace to go."

"For real?" Bertha tilted her head, the gears practically whirring in her mind. "That's interesting. I think?"

You and Herta continued to digress about the universe's origins and other things that only Savants might follow. Bertha didn't seem to understand half of what you were both saying, as much as she was trying to keep up.