•Kitchen•
Ovelia's POV
As Ace, Ray, and Philip stepped out of the kitchen, a wave of unease washed over me. My heart raced, my palms felt clammy.
"Lady Ovelia, it seems they're discussing their plan now," Ann said, scrubbing the sink with a furrowed brow. "I believe they'll execute it tonight."
The weight of Ann's words hung heavy in the air. "So that means you'll all be leaving the village soon," Mrs. Melinda murmured, her voice heavy with sadness as she swept the floor, her eyes downcast.
Mrs. Melinda's sorrow pierced through me, and I noticed that Ann mirrored her melancholy expression.
It's truly saddening to think about having to leave and saying goodbye to someone we have grown close to.
I shook off the sadness gathering in my chest. I needed to lift their spirits to support Ace, Ray, Philip, and Chief Gareth in the dining area.