<.Moonville Village.>
The heavy atmosphere in the Elsher family's main residence was bleak and suffocating, unlike how peaceful the ambiance was in Mrs. Evans' cottage in Moonville.
The golden hues of the summer sun stretched lazily across the sky, showering a warm glow over the small village of Moonville. The breeze was gentle, rustling the leaves of the surrounding oak trees.
Lariette was sleeping soundly on her late grandmother's old bed when she suddenly stirred awake, her lashes fluttering softly.
'...who's laughing?'
In her drowsiness, Lariette barely registered the faint echo of laughter coming from the open window. Blinking sleepily, she rubbed her eyes before looking at the wall clock.
The needles pointed to six-ten in the evening. Lariette almost gasped, realizing how long she had been napping. She went to bed after putting the meals sent by Melissa in the kitchen.
"Hahaha! Really?"
"Yes! It's true!"
