Many hours had passed since Wivior's departure. On a creaky wooden rocking chair, Elvira studied the movements of the crackling ashy fire. A tray full of edibles was lying on her lap. It consisted of savory meat, boiled eggs, toasted bread, fresh vegetables, and fruits. Wivior always fed her generously, but she had barely touched it.
Hopefully, everything will go well back in Wivior's homeland. He had put his ego behind him to apologize to the ones who murdered his mother and made him suffer. Elvira's heart was greatly moved. Despite this, she had a responsibility to notify her uncle of the wizard's entire conspiracy.
After dealing with Sebastian, Elvira needed to see her uncle back in Wildsen, where she had asked Charlotte to bring him. Wivior would never let her meet them alone now that their relationship was more than an agreement.
