When Viktor got to the glasshouse, his mind finally focused on the task at hand. Looking at the remaining area for him to plant, he got down to work.
An hour passed, and Viktor sat on the newly bought woven rattle chair and wiped his sweat off his brow. He looked up and saw the dark clouds gathering. He quickly stood up, smiling happily- it was going to rain.
He shut the glass ceiling and walked out, closing the door firmly.
The trees rustled with the breeze, and the leaves shook and fell. Viktor could smell the rain in the air, and his mood lightened.
He didn't go back to his room but instead headed into the forest, a skip in his step showing he was in a pleasant mood.
Everyone else was running back into the house as the sky had darkened completely, with a heavy breeze carrying sand into people's eyes.
Kyle looked at the weather and frowned. He instructed the workers in the mansion to head back while he stayed behind.