The familiar house stood quietly at the end of the serene street, its first-floor windows emanating bright, warm light.
The sky had completely darkened, and the streetlights on either side of the road made the surroundings even more tranquil. Heidi slowed down as she neared the last hundred meters to her house, using slow, deep breaths to gradually adjust her emotions.
She had helped Fenna calm down, but she knew that her own feelings were not as relaxed and detached as she appeared.
The scene of saying goodbye to her father seemed to have occurred just a moment ago when she had no idea what would happen in the City-State—and it was evident that her father had sensed something at that time.
It was a belated separation of life and death.
Her father told her to seek refuge in the cathedral while he went to that antique shop in the Lower City District... But why did he go to that antique shop?
