"How is she?" The cook, whose name was Palawin, went home dejected. At the entrance of the village, Oliver was waiting for him.
"Master Oliver!"
The cook was surprised to see him. "It seems you failed to get her," Oliver said with his hands folded behind him.
Remembering that Palawin didn't catch Malaya, his rage started to flare once again. He didn't say any words and walked ahead of Oliver. The other islanders also glanced at him with pity as he made his way to a certain hut.
"Palawin," Kiana called with tears in her eyes as soon as she saw the cook. "If I have known that she has done something horrible to elder Hashna, I should have stopped her yesterday."
"None of this is your fault, Kiana. Only that cruel outsider is to blame." Palawin said and entered the hut of his grandmother.
Behind the mask, Kiana was wearing, a sinister smile escaped her lips. She followed Palawin from behind.
