Chp.153: And the answers were there.

Janice stopped.

Not particularly unintentionally but just then in that moment she felt that she could really feel the insides of her stomach churning. The weird feeling of not touching the treasure when it was there, lying right in front of her.

She took a couple of minutes to turn around but Hera knew her daughter very well. She smirked a little as she kept on swirling the glass of wine she had just picked up again.

Janice turned around, but this time her face looked a little more desperate. The expressions of anger and even annoyance had long vanished. She made her way to the couch and sat across her mother.

The brothel building, the Lantern Tower of Aartals was designed in a way where one could not recognize if it was day or night, or even summer or winter.