Luvia's room was on the top deck of the cabin, just like Shade's—or rather, right next to his.
Shade had not gone to see her the moment he woke because he had a great deal to say to her. If he had visited her first, she would surely have driven him away before long to visit everyone else.
There was no one else in Luvia's room, nor was she resting in bed. When Shade pushed open the door and entered, she was standing before the porthole in the living room, letting the bitterly cold winter morning wind blow in through the window.
The colors of the morning glow outlined her upper body in gold, while the morning breeze made her shawl-length hair sway gently behind her. Unknowingly, the short hair she had when Shade first met Luvia last year had grown longer and longer. Since this spring, she had stopped trimming it altogether. It now fell past her shoulders, making her look increasingly like that true Long-haired Girl.
"What are you thinking about?"
Shade closed the door and walked toward her. The diviner who had been watching the Sun beyond the window at dawn raised a hand and shut the window. When she turned to look at Shade, her face was filled with endless melancholy:
"Another story has ended."
She poured Shade some tea, then sat with him on the sofa as they exchanged information.
Although Luvia had been listless after changing back from her toy form, she knew about every major and minor event aboard the ship and in the woods. She told Shade everything that had happened while he was unconscious, about Emilia's current condition, how Miss Danist was still afflicted by the Time Curse, and how Iluna had temporarily returned to In The City to take charge—the