It was around five in the afternoon when Fiero came out of Immerline’s room after she fell asleep. She spent hours crying in her room, even if Fiero consoled her; that is why her bed was filled with pearls.
When Fiero came out of her room, Alfonse approached him.
“Is she still crying?” he asked.
Fiero shook his head.
“She fell asleep from crying,” he answered, and Alfonse sighed.
“I feel bad for that child,” Alfonse said.
“Me too. Their friendship is so true, I want them to make up,” Fiero responded, and Alfonse nodded his head.
“So do I, but they need space and realize it themselves.”
Alfonse told him.
Fiero sighed, and then he looked around.
“Where is Oona?” he asked, and then Alfonse pointed towards the door of his office.
“In my office. She is working on the notebook you
