The Abandoned Household

"Edar, the night sky is so beautiful, right?" A gentle, calm voice reverberated within the old man's ears.

When the old man looked at the person, he was facing his back. But he couldn't help to thin his eyes. Indeed, when he was still a child, the man standing right in front of him never changed.

He remained youthful even when he had seemed to grow old with a white beard. Edar then averted his gaze from the man's back and looked at the beautiful scenery.

From within the dark room where they were, he couldn't help but heave a sigh as she softened his gaze from looking at the sky's cloak

The man handed his hands to the pillars from the hallway where they were. Yet, Edar remained calm and never moved an inch

"Yes, it is, my holiness," Edar responded slowly.

Though, the old man couldn't help but crease his eyebrows the moment he heard a usual pleasant sound. When he looked at the man, his shoulders were shaking