Chapitre 93: Smelly Clothes

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, orange glow upon the group of friends gathered in the central square of Bastion. Lianna, along with her group of friends from the shelter, in addition to some she had met since moving here, sat around watching the sun set. The fading light painted a picturesque backdrop for their conversation.

Lianna, her emerald eyes reflecting the fiery hues of the setting sun, looked a little distracted. Her eyes darted around, as if she were waiting for someone or something in particular. In truth, she had heard from Jackie that Jayce had arrived safely into Bastion a few hours ago, so she decided to wait near his residence.

She had been worried about Jayce this whole time, yet she had no one to confide in. She had really taken her oath to heart, wanting to appear calm and composed so that Jayce would feel comfortable around her and be willing to share some of his burdens.