Ambrose leaned sideways against a wall, gazing outside through a small gap between curtains. He watched as the sun set over the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the cityscape.
The door then opened, and a pigtailed little girl rushed inside, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She immediately ran over to Ambrose, hugging his waist.
"You're back!" Emma shouted excitedly.
Ambrose smiled and patted her on the head. "I heard from Bella that you chose this place. It's nice."
"Nn!" Emma nodded her head like a bobblehead.
Bella soon walked up the stairs, closing the door behind her after entering the room. She had just finished closing the bookstore.
Ambrose closed the curtains, and only the gentle light from the gas lamp illuminated the room. It was still more than enough.
"Brother, can you tell me more about Dark Waters?" Emma asked curiously. "Did you see the Ghosts of the Wild Hunt?!"
