Gloria irritably tossed the documents aside, muttered a curse under her breath, pushed back her chair to sit by the window, and closed her eyes to rest.
Hearing the flutter of wings, she slowly opened her eyes to see a raven flying toward her with a bouquet in its beak. A few petals drifted loose during the flight, floating gently down onto her and releasing a sudden wave of floral fragrance. For a split second, her expression went blank.
Then came the familiar owl carrying a letter and a large package. Gloria casually picked up some food to feed them, then unfolded the letter. It was in Elodie’s neat, pretty handwriting:
Chapter 166