Massacre

The spectacular landscape of the headland that housed the lighthouse fascinated Alexa's eyes for a moment. Alexander was tired, as he said, and she took back the command as they rode.

The waves sparkled on the unusually sunny day, and seagulls and other seabirds crossed the skies with their strange sounds. This vision gave Lex the hope that they could finally get out of the dark period that Holstein was going through.

Spring had come!

Wasn't it just that darkness and fear gave way to what was blooming and bright?

As the Prince Regent got off his horse in the lighthouse' courtyard and saw the military deployment come towards him quickly, all of them trying to appear composed and dignified.

Lex found it strange to find a new deployment to guard the lighthouse. Wasn't the witch dead?

'Did you know that, in a bygone era, they believed the flight of birds could predict the future?' Lex asked her soul mate.