Morning arrived quietly over Velaris.
For the first time since arriving in Eldilon, nobody woke to the sounds of panic.
No monsters were chasing them. No alarms were ringing.
No desperate scramble for survival greeted the dawn. Instead, a dark stone wall surrounded the territory.
The sight remained strange every time Iris looked at it.
Even now, she could still hardly believe it belonged to them.
Velaris village.
A protected territory. A place they could finally begin calling home.
At least, that was the goal.
After breakfast, Iris gathered everyone near the campfire remains.
The others quickly noticed the serious expression on her face.
"What's wrong?" Veronica asked.
"Nothing's wrong," Iris replied. "Actually, I wanted to discuss something important."
Caleb immediately straightened.
"Are we building something?"
Iris blinked.
"…How did you know?"
"Your planning face."
"My what?"
"You get a planning face."
Several people nodded.
"I hate that everyone knows that."
