The echo of memories
Althea and Leto were sitting in a small restaurant in Norcadia and had just finished their lunch. The trip from Bluenta to the capital had been long, but quiet.
The place, where they were at the moment, was not bad. It was located in one of the many alleys in the port area, but it was bright, welcoming, and, above all, cool. Furthermore, service had been relatively fast, despite the tables being almost all occupied. Leto was satisfied that his beautiful presentation of that restaurant, made to Althea during their journey, had been confirmed by facts.
He was relaxed and calm, because he had no particular job duties, while the archaeologist had been ordered to report to the Department at three o’clock that afternoon, in order to regularize her situation after her prol
