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"Wake up, Luan."
The sensation of someone shaking my shoulder roused me from sleep. I opened my eyes to see Hector standing over me, his face etched with exhaustion.
"You slept well in front of me," he remarked.
"Why shouldn't I?"
Hector lowered his voice slightly. "I've been curious about something. Why do you switch between polite and informal speech?"
"It's called semi-formal speech," I answered nonchalantly, brushing off his question.
Leaving a stunned Hector behind, I stepped out of the carriage and drew a deep breath. The cold air flooded my lungs, crisp and invigorating. It was even clearer here than at the Badnikers' main house, though it carried a faint hint of animals.
Why is it so cold?
Somehow, it reminded me of Coland, the harsh, extreme region of my mother's homeland—a place I had never visited.
It hadn't been this cold at the main house.
I pulled up my collar and surveyed my surroundings. Dense forest encircled me, opening into a clearing where several buildings stood. They were divided into two distinct groups, separated as if by an invisible line.
On the left, the structures looked dilapidated, on the verge of collapse. On the right, they stood sturdy and well-maintained, as if recently built.
In the clearing, a group of people my age stood with blank expressions. Their faces suggested either dull senses or an uncanny ability to adapt. Among them, a small cluster of friends stood together.
Seren was easy to spot, her striking appearance setting her apart.
I stared at her until she noticed...
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