Chapter 471. A House on the Edge

"When you said you lived in the village, I thought you meant the centre, not the edge, practically isolated from the rest." 

Myne gazed at a single-story wooden house in the centre of the big farm, about a kilometre from the village and situated on slightly higher ground. Hanaha, who was tying her hair and clothes that were thoroughly mussed from their passionate lovemaking, looked at him, with a smile full of dotingness like a new web wife who was willing to do anything for her husband, and love was overflowing from her eyes, before replying with a chuckle.