The Twenty-Sixth Chapter

The smell of eggs and bacon greeted her as she went down the stairs. All of them—the pack and the coven—are present in the lavish white rectangular table.

"Good thing that you've woken up on your own, Nadeshiko," Hemera stated as she gestured for her to sit down next to Cyrill. Vesta, who was sitting on her right, grinned at her jovially and put some benedict eggs and well-fried bacon on her oval plate.

'Good timing for them to prepare a sumptuous simple breakfast. I'm craving a traditional English breakfast today, to be honest.' Rozelyn mused as she watched Vesta keep on putting pancakes and maple syrup on her plate.

"Eat well, Miss Thaumaturge. You're gonna have a long day ahead," Vesta then winked at her as if they had been close acquaintances for years.

Rozelyn muttered her thanks in Gaelic then gobbled the pancakes and Benedict eggs first.