Chapter 72. The Deep Conversation

The next day

The day had changed. The sun has appeared on the eastern horizon, including in the area where the first daughter of the couple, Tristian Varden Writh and Lavena Isolda Keira, lived. A black-haired woman had woken up from sleep. She had even showered and changed clothes. That woman's mind was troubled. In fact, this had been going on since yesterday, after reading a letter from the head of the orphanage in Atared, Madama Tetrha.

"Has Ethnia asked Goddess Erie? I can't wait to know all the answers," muttered Madame Aufrodine, who looked anxious. "Hopefully, she will give good news soon, or should I ask Loiston to bring him to my workroom again?"

In the midst of the anxiety she felt, the tall woman closed her eyes and then slowly massaged the bridge of her nose. The thirty-seven-year-old woman seemed under so much pressure that it was difficult for her to smile. "Before Alexa came, Loiston and I had never encountered any difficulties at all, but everythin