The construction company arrived shortly after. Godfrey decided to stay for the day, while Isolde had to deal with little children pestering her.
After a while, she had to drop her guard and flow with them.
With the aid of the female staff and the old man, she slowly adjusted. Time trickled by and the sun eventually went down.
Isolde approached the entrance of a hall and saw bunk beds. All the kids were on their beds and, at the end of the hall, Godfrey sat on a chair, one leg crossed over the other as he leaned against the wall, reading a storybook.
Her lips curled upwards. 'He looks really cute~' Isolde chortled inwardly as she leaned against the doorframe.
Dirge stood beside Godfrey, humming a lullaby. It wasn't one Isolde was familiar with but it calmed her soul.
'They've been really excited since your arrival." She heard Old Man Adam's voice and tilted her head toward him.
"And you're quite happy to see him like this." the old man said, and Isolde responded with a nod.
