"Léa, come on!" Luc calls, running down the path. The stones here are uneven, broken by tree roots and grasses. Interesting and new and not the farm he spent his whole life on.
The sort of path you might find adventure on.
"Léa, come on!" Luc calls, running down the path. The stones here are uneven, broken by tree roots and grasses. Interesting and new and not the farm he spent his whole life on.
The sort of path you might find adventure on.
The candle man smiles. "I'm not offended at all, young miss. I understand you're rather stressed."
"Then we'll set up the guest suites! And lay out a rather grand feast, a necessity of course for hosting new visitors - "