As the night descended in the capital of Devonshire, Neirin was left alone in her room, not wanting to eat or do anything.
The lights were off, and only a small light from the lamp was lit up. She lay in bed as her body refused to do anything.
She can hear the clock ticking and even the small noises of animals and insects outside. For some reason, those noises provide comfort to her right now.
After she spent the afternoon talking with Ellian Graze, Neirin returned to the mansion and told the servants not to bother her since she was tired and she needed rest.
Right now, as she lay in bed, without even moving her limbs, she stared at the ceiling. Even though her mouth was shut, her mind was loud enough to not let her sleep.
One… two… three…
Neirin wanted to at least hypnotize and convince herself to fall asleep. However, even though hours had passed already, she remained awake.
She stared blankly at the ceiling.
