Audrey unconsciously bit the end of her pen, her delicate and charming little face wrinkling up, lost in thought, Little Fox looked up at the ceiling above her, her heart filled with confusion.
Who am I? Where am I? What was I supposed to do again?
Boo hoo hoo, this question is too hard, she really doesn't know how to do it.
In the past, Audrey had always considered herself somewhat of a Talent, since everyone around her praised her as such, and she was able to pick up the skills taught by her two mothers with ease.
Although her aptitude was definitely not as miraculous as some people flattered her to be—unseen in heaven and unmatched on earth—she thought it still wasn't too bad and should be considered excellent among her peers.
Also, given her timid and reclusive nature, she spent a lot of time at home reading books to pass the time, so she was quite confident in her knowledge reserves; even her sister didn't know as much as she did.
