Chapter 26: Chapter 26

"Both Gray and Carl had already come, they should be in their respective rooms as we speak" Luna says 

As I observed her interacting with us, I was struck by the noticeable shift in her demeanor when she realized my mother's identity. Prior to that point, she had been professional and courteous, but once she realized who my mother was, it was as if she transformed into a completely different person.

It was almost as if there were two distinct individuals occupying the same body - one who was formal and reserved, and another who was more relaxed and familiar. This transformation was truly remarkable to witness, and it was clear that it was not a conscious decision on her part, but rather a natural shift in her behavior.

The person we are interacting with is behaving in a way that goes beyond the typical interactions between a customer and a service provider. Instead, their behavior towards us and towards my parents seems more akin to that of family members or close friends. It is difficult to determine the exact length of time that my parents have known this individual, but the nature of their interactions and the familiarity with which they interact with each other suggests that their relationship goes beyond mere acquaintances.

In fact, the way they behave towards each other is reminiscent of siblings rather than two people who are just casually acquainted. Overall, it seems that the relationship between this person and my parents is a longstanding one that is characterized by close personal ties and a deep level of familiarity.

"oh?, they must be tired than" my mother says 

That goes without saying, they had obviously not had as much sleep as us during the trip here. Given that one of them had to stay awake the whole time during the night or even take turns in the same night. Its best to let them sleep.

"Yes, it was clear that they were extremely tired," Luna states. As Luna spoke, it was immediately clear that they were feeling the effects of extreme fatigue. She made a point of stressing this, using emphasis in her voice to drive the point home. With a heavy sigh, Luna made her way over to a nearby couch and collapsed onto it, seeming to sink into the cushions with a sense of relief.

The rest of us, taking the hint, also made our way over to the seating area and took our own seats, each of us finding a position that was comfortable and allowed us to rest our weary bodies. It seemed as though this space, whatever its purpose might have been, was intended to be a place of relaxation and rejuvenation, and we were all in need of both.

As I sit here on the sofa alongside my mother, I can't help but feel a sense of relaxation wash over me. The couch we are seated on is long enough to accommodate the two of us, and its plush cushions offer a comfortable and supportive seating experience. Across from us, Sack and Claire are similarly situated on a couch of their own, chatting and laughing among themselves. Luna, the proprietor of this establishment, is seated alone on a sofa that is spacious enough to accommodate her frame.

Despite the occasional interruptions as Luna attends to the needs of her customers, the five of us continue to engage in casual conversation and enjoy each other's company. It might seem to outsiders that Luna is the sole operator of this business, but in reality, there are many hands at work behind the scenes to ensure that everything runs smoothly.

As the only person working at the front desk of the establishment at the moment, she has a lot on her plate. Not only does she have her usual tasks and responsibilities to take care of, but she also has to handle the workload that would normally be shared with her partner or work associate. Unfortunately, her partner is unable to help out today due to an emergency, which means that all of the responsibilities fall on her shoulders. Despite the added pressure, she is determined to do her best and make sure that everything runs smoothly.

As the conversation progressed, my father and Carl emerged from the hallway that led to the bedrooms and made their way into the room where we were all gathered. My mother and I were the first to notice their arrival, as we were facing the direction from which they came. Luna, who was sitting near us, quickly followed suit and turned her attention towards the new arrivals. Sack and his mother, who were seated on the opposite side of us, also glanced over to see who had entered.

Upon seeing my father and Carl, it was immediately apparent that they had a renewed energy and seemed more refreshed than they had earlier in the morning. My mother, noticing the change in their demeanor, greeted them with a warm smile and asked how they were feeling. My father, with a grin on his face, replied that they were doing well.

As the two individuals made their way towards us, it was evident that the weariness they had been feeling was still present in their eyes. It was not as intense as it had been earlier in the day, but it was still there, a lingering trace of the morning's exhaustion. They approached us and took a seat on the nearby sofa, offering polite greetings to Luna and all of us before making themselves comfortable. 

However, due to the distance between them and my mother and myself, they found it necessary to adjust their seating positions and move closer to us in order to maintain a respectful and attentive atmosphere. It was clear that they wanted to be attentive and engaged in the conversation, and so they made sure to position themselves in a way that would allow them to fully focus on what was being said.

As the conversation continued, my father and Carl both contributed their own thoughts and opinions to the discussion. All of us engaged in spirited debate and discussion, with each of us bringing our own perspectives to the table. The discussion went on for a while, with no sign of slowing down anytime soon. 

As we stood in our little circle, engaged in lively conversation, a bright blur of blue caught my eye. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was the young noble girl with electric blue hair, walking quickly but elegantly in our direction. My mother, sitting next to me, also seemed to take notice of the girl's unusual appearance. However, the rest of our group appeared to be entirely unaware of her passing, their attention fully absorbed in the conversation at hand.

She walked into the inn with an aura of elegance and poise, her movements graceful and controlled. It was clear that she was a woman of refinement and high breeding. As she made her way across the room, I couldn't help but notice her, and I watched as she paused briefly upon seeing me before continuing on her way towards what I assumed was her own personal room.

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As the girl approached, I couldn't help but feel a sense of intrigue. There was something about the way she carried herself that commanded attention, even as she rushed down the hallway that led to the various rooms. Her movements were purposeful and determined, as if she had a specific destination in mind. Despite her hurry, she maintained a graceful and poised demeanor, giving off the impression of someone who was confident and self-assured.

As my mother stood before Luna, her eyes gleaming with a mix of curiosity and determination, she posed a question that had been weighing heavily on her mind. "Luna, my dear," she began, her voice laced with a hint of nervousness, "we have been speaking of the young woman you mentioned to us not long ago - the one you referred to as a noble girl. I couldn't help but wonder, do you happen to know her family name?" My mother paused for a moment, studying Luna's face as she waited for a response, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement at the thought of finally learning more about this mysterious young woman who had captured our collective imaginations.

As Luna sits before me, I can see the wheels turning in her head as she struggles to remember the family name of the noble, blue-haired young girl. She remains still, her eyes fixed upward as she works to dredge the information from the depths of her memory.

I watch as she sits in silence, a look of intense concentration etched upon her face. After what feels like an eternity, Luna's face lights up with sudden recognition. She turns towards my mother, her eyes alight with excitement. "I've got it!" she exclaims. "The family name is Ambers! It's come back to me!"

My mother seemed to have just realized the significance of the statement she had just made, and her face showed a mixture of surprise and confusion. Her eyes opened wide as she exclaimed, "Are you telling me that this Amber person is actually the Duke's daughter?" she asked, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief. "If that's the case, then they must be a very important and influential figure. It's hard to believe that someone of such high social status would be a guest at this small, modest inn. It's not the kind of place that one would expect to find someone of such noble standing and elevated status. But if what you're saying is true, then it seems that this Ambers person is not one to let their status define their actions or choices."

As she eloquently expressed her thoughts, the young woman was completely unaware that she had unconsciously risen to her feet. It wasn't until she had finished delivering her monologue that she realized she was no longer seated. Embarrassed by her unintentional display of enthusiasm, she quickly lowered herself back down into the comfortable chair. "However, I do not believe that someone of such high noble standing should stay in a place like this," my mother continued. "I have noticed her personality and it does not seem to be fitting for her to remain here."

"While you are certainly entitled to hold your own opinions and thoughts on the matter, the decision of whether or not she is able to stay here is not up to either you or I. We do not have the power or authority to make such a determination. In fact, her high noble standing only serves to further complicate the situation and adds an additional layer of complexity to the issue." Luna gives an opinion of her own. It's important to remember that Luna has also provided her own thoughts and perspective on the matter, which should also be taken into consideration. Ultimately, the final decision may not be entirely up to us and may involve input and approval from others.

After Luna had finished speaking and sharing her perspective on the situation at hand, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease wash over me. It was the same feeling I had experienced earlier when we were being closely watched and pursued by someone unknown to us. Upon further observation, I noticed that both my father and Carl seemed to be equally on edge and were fixated on a specific direction, as if they were able to sense the presence of the person who was causing this strange sensation.

It was almost as if they had some sort of sixth sense that allowed them to locate the source of our discomfort. I couldn't help but wonder if they had somehow managed to identify the source of our discomfort and were now attempting to locate them. The tension in the air was palpable and I couldn't help but feel a sense of anxiety and worry for our safety.

As the conversation in the room comes to a close, my father and Carl both rise to their feet. My father takes the lead, and Carl follows suit. They both make a point to politely excuse themselves before heading in the direction of the exit, where they suspect the stalker to be waiting. 

??? POV 

As we set out on our mission to uncover the truth about the two mysterious boys, we knew that every detail and piece of information would be crucial. Carefully selecting our team and strategizing our approach, we arrived at the inn where the boys were staying and immediately set to work.

We deployed our team members to take up positions around the building, each one carefully chosen for their specific skills and abilities. Some of us kept watch from a distance, observing the inn through binoculars and documenting any unusual activity that we noticed. Others moved closer, keeping to the shadows as they listened for any clues or hints that might help us better understand what was happening inside.

As the hours passed, we remained patient and focused, determined to uncover whatever secrets the boys might be hiding. We were prepared for anything, and knew that no detail was too small to overlook. And as the sun began to set on another day of investigation, we remained committed to finding out the truth, no matter how long it might take.

As the fiery orb of the sun began to dip below the edge of the horizon, the atmosphere within the building seemed to shift, as if preparing for some important event. And sure enough, a moment later, two figures emerged from the doorway, their gazes fixed ahead with a sense of purpose and determination.

As they stepped out into the open air, they both turned their heads in our direction, scanning the area with a swift and calculated gaze. It was almost as if they were cataloging each and every person present, taking note of our numbers and positions. And while their eyes flicked over the rest of us, the man with jet black hair seemed to linger a bit longer on me, as if trying to gauge my reaction or intent.

Despite the intensity of their gaze, however, there was no hint of aggression or hostility in their demeanor. They simply seemed focused and ready for whatever lay ahead, their movements smooth and controlled as they moved forward into the gathering dusk.

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