The morning sunlight slanted across the inn's slightly old but clean counter. Sofia and Gauss were chatting casually.
Suddenly, the light and shadow at the door flickered, and a figure walked in lightly.
"Welcome." Sofia greeted out of habit.
The newcomer, however, looked straight past her, with a faint smile landing on Gauss.
"Yo, morning, Gauss."
"Good morning," Gauss replied.
A friend of Gauss?
Sofia couldn't help but scrutinize the guest carefully.
She wasn't breathtakingly beautiful at first glance, but she had a unique charm, clear like morning dew in the forest, with a hint of wild resilience.
Her light blue long hair draped casually over her shoulders, her face clean and well-defined, her features soft and harmonious.
Her body was well-proportioned and strong, her steps agile. The smooth muscle lines of her calves betrayed a physique forged through long treks in the wild, in harmony with nature, definitely not a frail frame.
"This is my partner, Aaliyah."
