The faint scent of sandalwood wafted over.

Behind the table was a screen with a drawing of a lady-in-waiting from historical times. The melodious harmony was coming from behind the screen.

The servers poured the two of them cups of tea before leaving the room.

Lucas let the beautiful music carry him away. His slender fingers softly tapped the tabletop in tandem with the rhythm.

Hera carefully blew on her steaming cup of tea as she watched the handsome Lucas.

When they entered the tea house, she had caught sight of several female customers and employees gazing at her with envy.

She could not help but revel in being the object of their jealousy.

She adored being the center of attention.

If only… We could stay like this forever.

As time slipped away, the harp continued to play, its tune just as captivating as ever.

out to waste our

shushed her

wisps of loneliness threaded

in a league of its own. She might be

barraged its listeners from all directions with

his brow. Ms. Saunders

marked the end

“Ms. Saunders, my name is Lucas Nolan. You were introduced to me by Ashlyn Berry and Mrs. Field. We come before you

before knocked on the door before stepping into the room. He respectfully gestured towards Lucas and said, “Mr. Nolan,

by the server to the other

the area past it was enormous. The server pulled aside a sheer

some of which were the only one of

widened slightly at

they came

felt as though they had traveled back in time to

perforated the air. The intoxicating scent was enough to convince a person they had

red table. An antique bench was set down along every side of the table and a gently

clothing was perched on one of the benches. She cradled a harp in her

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