CHAPTER 009
It was almost sunset, the pale tint of the orange sky reflecting the glistening lake. Blended dim of night and luster of the day, dark blue sky was emerging along with stars shimmering. The sight was exquisite, it was relentlessly breathtaking. The chirping of insects coming from the enormous trees was soothing to the nerve, it was tranquil. Even the air was refreshing.
The scenery could be seen at the house which was located at the threshold of the forest. On the veranda on the upper floor of a marble house. The best spot that anyone could wish for was—at the settee where Lyndon was. A tree trunk coffee table had a set of teacups filled with chamomile tea. He was intending to relax, the day had been distressing for him. He was worried about Tiana, perplexed by what happened to Yanarym, and delighted at how dumbfounded Kraig earlier.
