Once again Annalise found herself all alone at the dinner table as all her husbands were once again absent from the occasion. She barely got to see them during meal times. It was only once in a while when they accompanied her during meal times.
Finishing her meal, she headed toward the porch with a glass of hot milk in her hands. The sky was filled with stars and a crescent while a soft breeze was blowing, making the atmosphere cool and likable.
She settled down on one of the chairs sitting on the porch, facing the beautiful magnificent fountain. Her eyes wandered across the vast garden, noticing the changes that had appeared in the place in the past half a month because of all the hard work that Mr. Warren, Aunt Claire, Garron, and Sera had put into bringing it back to life.
Her thoughts were disturbed when she felt a soft and warm quilt landing over her shoulders before Valerius came into her view as he moved to sit beside her on the other empty chair.
