Time flies.
It's another day off, and Aiven returned to Cooper Manor as promised.
This time, he no longer felt like a stranger or a guest. Everyone from Aunt Daphne to Elante, the butler, and the maids had already adapted to the new family member.
"Aunt, is the little girl I asked the driver Hoyl to bring back still at the manor?"
Early in the morning, Aiven arrived at Cooper Manor. Elante's daily training had not yet ended. Aiven accompanied Aunt Daphne in the garden, tending to the newly blossomed bluebells, when he suddenly remembered the little girl he'd rescued from the Blood Hand Gang and asked out of curiosity.
"The thin little girl named Angie?
She only stayed at the manor for one night. The next day, she insisted on leaving, saying she didn't want to trouble us. I was worried about her safety on the road, so I had Hoyl send her home."
"She's such a sensible child."
