Surprisingly, after crying herself out, Lyria found her sleep to be quite pleasant. It was as if her troubles and problems had been washed away from her body. Granted, her eyes had become swollen by the time she woke up.
Indigo saw to it that the fairies brought a cloth dipped in cold water. She then instructed Lyria to put it in her eyes. The swelling had reduced after a few hours.
“Indigo,” Lyria called, “Arkan did say I am free to hunt for myself, right?”
The fairy looked wary at Lyria’s question but eventually, she nodded.
“Then I am going.”
Lyria leaped down from her bed and put on the leather shoes that had already been stored in the room. In a different circumstance, Lyria would have asked who was the original owner of the shoes. It was extremely big for Lyria so she had to t
