It was 10:20 in the morning at the Lord's Villa in Rock Town, Tatshaw Territory.
"Come on, little brother! Hurry up!"
"Big sister! Wait! Wait!"
A boy and a girl were playing a game of chase.
Their little faces were flushed from playing, and their already delicate, beautiful features looked even more adorable against their finely made little outfits.
Beside the lawn where they played stood two swings, each occupied by a beautiful woman with her own distinctive charm.
After three years, Bell's every gesture carried a more mature charm. The four silver lines on the hem of her clothes showed that she, too, was now a Level-Four Druid.
The power and status of a Level-Four Druid had gradually freed her from her sense of inferiority.
Eileen watched the two children. The elder sister, Alice, was already five, while her younger brother, Ruxiji, was four.
Watching the children laugh and play, the two women gently rocked their swings. Though they smiled, a trace of sorrow lingered in their expressions.
"Eileen, what do you think my lord is doing now?" Bell suddenly asked.
"I don't know. By now, he should have received news of the amnesty and be on his way home!" Eileen replied. "Still, as long as we hear from him, that's enough. Last time, we went half a year without any news. We were so worried!"
Originally, Eileen had always been rather cool toward Bell. But in the three years since Romon had been banished, their relationship had grown warmer. Perhaps it was their shared suffering, perhaps the birth of her son, or perhaps Bell's advancement by two levels while working on ecological agriculture, which had made her a Level-Four Druid.
Besides, whatever the reason, they shared a husband, the same hopes, and the same worries. Naturally, they had