Mass release In honour to the support {5/10}
Chapter 92: Number one Metorion
Annie walked groggily up the winding staircase, her feet dragging against the polished wood steps. Each step felt heavier than the last as exhaustion weighed on her, remnants of the day's chores clinging to her body. She rubbed her eyes, stifling a yawn. After hours of cooking for the entire household, her limbs ached from carrying trays and washing dishes.
Who would have thought feeding so many people could be this draining? she mused, her thoughts hazy. The house had been bustling with life earlier, but now it was quiet, almost eerily so. Everyone had retreated to their rooms, leaving her with the task of cleaning up the remnants of their shared meal.
