The night grew deeper, and the rain shrouding the Green Lake Region grew heavier. Thanks to the sewer system built during the city's prosperous years, along with the drainage provided by the Duin River, Green Lake City had not yet suffered any flooding. But the splashing rain and damp air still created the unsettling sensation of being soaked through.
At eleven that night, Megan, in quite a good mood, carried a candlestick down from the top of the stairs with light steps. When she entered the inn's 1st Floor, she discovered that Miss Galina and Luvia were still sitting at the table by the wall.
The red-haired Duchess and the Diviner with Purple Eyes could naturally hear her footsteps in the Silent Night, but neither of them said hello to Megan. After pausing briefly, the curious witch lowered her head to inspect her clothes before walking over to them of her own accord.
The lights on the 1st Floor had not yet been completely extinguished. Only half the Gas Lamps remained lit, making the place somewhat dim. On the table between Miss Galina and Luvia, the three candles in the candlestick glowed brightly, while a stack of Tarot Cards lay beneath their light.
They appeared to be conducting a divination, and it had already reached its final stage.
By the time Megan reached the table, Luvia had arranged twenty-three cards in five columns—five, four, five, four, and five—beside the candles.
Galina Cavendish stared solemnly at those cards, then turned over the first one.
"Thief."
She announced the card's name, then reached for the second.
"Shameless Clown."
Her hand was about to turn over the third card when Megan, standing beside the table, gently caught her wrist as it moved above the tabletop.
Miss Galina looked up at her.
"What is