Crack!
Thunder streaked across the sky over Tobesk. The first spring rain that began on Tuesday evening continued into Wednesday morning without letting up. But this was a good thing; every spring rain was extremely important in these times when most people still struggled for basic sustenance.
On Wednesday morning at half-past eight, raindrops beat rhythmically against the window. Although it was somewhat chilly outside, inside the grand house of Galina Manor remained as warm and dry as ever.
Even during the day, the gas lights stayed on, keeping the dim morning scene outside. When the Witch, after washing up, entered the dining room with the maids, she immediately saw Lecia sitting by the dining table, poking at the sugar-frosted pancakes on her plate with a fork.
Galina Cavendish's steps instinctively paused for a moment, then a smile appeared on her lips as she continued into the dining room and sat across from Lecia.
