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.

and huffed, “Lucas, do you think she’s just out to

Lucas shushed her

loneliness threaded through the

of its own. She might be the only person with the ability to

and ferocious. The sound barraged its listeners from all directions with its intensely brutal melody. The overwhelming gravity of the

brow. Ms. Saunders

marked the end of the music. The room

“Ms. Saunders, my name is Lucas Nolan. You were introduced to

stepping into the room. He respectfully gestured towards Lucas and said,

by the server to

aside a sheer curtain and they continued waking

some

eyes widened slightly at the sight of the numerous priceless

they came across

though they had traveled back in time to the

paper perforated the air. The intoxicating scent was enough to

dark red table. An antique bench

woman clad in bright red historical clothing was perched on one

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