[Elo's P.O.V.]
"Elo what are you thinking about? It's rare to see you so distracted." I was sitting in my guest room when Plon opened the door and walked in. He had gone to the kitchen to investigate this morning and had just returned.
"I smelled that alluring scent of lemon and rose again last night. It was so strange," said I.
After Plon and I finished our business last night, I had been organizing documents. But within a few moments, I strangely smelled the alluring fragrance from outside my window again. It was so alluring I found it hard to concentrate on my documents.
"What's going on? Why can't I smell it at all? Are you in heat, Elo?"
Plon teased me slyly but I ignored him. "What's even stranger is that there was a harmonica being played somewhere last night and its melody completely overcame my insomnia, putting me in one of the best sleep I have ever had. I even had beautiful dreams."
