At the break of dawn, the daylight illuminates the world, unveiling its vibrant colors. The sunlight possesses an ethereal quality, as if the sky has been adorned with a tinted filter. Everything exudes beauty and tranquility, bathed in honeyed hues. I observed my hand as it swayed through the air, mesmerized by the golden, honey-like light flowing in graceful swirls.
Since dawn, I had prepared myself to leave the palace discreetly. I chose not to inform Lady Trinity of my intended destination. Having already dressed and brought some money with me to give to the orphanage, I set out on my own. However, I still had no clue where the children might have gone. All I had told them was to seek refuge at an orphanage without any knowledge of its location. Nevertheless, I resolved to inquire ar
