Closing the door behind her, the world seemed to quiet down, even the sound of the stream outside the courtyard lightened.
The two walked down the corridor leading to the living room, with Talia leading Sigrid forward.
The soft lighting inside the house illuminated the clean corridor, and the air was filled with a faint scent of grapefruit, rosemary, and bergamot essential oils.
The entire fragrance was like a low-whispered symphony, comforting yet focused, creating an environment of harmony and balance that instantly set one at ease.
Sigrid silently stared at the gray-haired woman, lightly sniffing with her nose.
It was only the absence of Calila's unique scent; otherwise, Sigrid was almost convinced that she was indeed Calila.
This gray-haired woman, though looking different, had a voice and demeanor that felt like from a bygone era, completely capturing her attention.
"Have you had lunch?"
