Sipping a mocktail in a resort in the middle of the Telemere Ocean, I was in the country of Havanah. The tropical island country is where I enjoy most of my vacations. I was a patron of an exclusive resort that was accessible to elites and the rich. It was very peaceful and well-maintained, and it offered several amenities for a relaxing stay.
Elanor was with me, along with Ludwig, on the trip. Bruce and Chico were busy. They are unable to come with us due to some errands. It was such a waste that I had already liked them. Their company may be fun, but important matters should go first.
Clad in her black bikini, Elanor walked towards the lounge chair beside me. I haven't taken notice of her other than our calls and meetings. However, she's transformed into a beauty I never expected her to be.
