Yesterday night, in the house of late Mr. Witcher.
"It's a pleasure to have a Hierius here. We have been lucky enough to get visited by a citizen but never a Hierius." said Mr. Bjornsen, the current owner of Mr. Wither's house.
Evania and Elladora were sitting on a couch by the window. Elladora giggled rather proudly as she covered her lips. "We are mere mortals like you, Mr. Bjornsen. The Lords of high and below sees all of us as mere mortals no matter what is our status. Yet, they also bless us with their profound creations. We must be pleased with it." said Elladora. Evania was sitting beside her, without any words, not having a care of the world.
"Well said, Hierius Elladora."
"May I ask where Mrs. Bjornsen is?" said Evania.
Mr. Bjronsen looked around. "Please wait a moment- Oh, there she is."
