Chapter 223 - Teacher’s tasks
Scarlett felt more than simply tired as she sat on her chair, perched on the porch at the center of Freymeadow, her eyes fixed on the quaint square before her. Next to her, Arlene was absorbed in her book, while Rosa, seated on the porch railing with her back to them, was lost playing on her klert.
Eventually, Arlene lifted her gaze, looking towards the sky now tinged with hues of red as the sun started to set. “It’s getting late.”
Scarlett considered the woman for a brief moment, then nodded, understanding the unspoken suggestion.
“Miss Hale. If you would,” she said.
Rosa’s melody flowed without interruption, and Scarlett, feeling a wellspring of energy surge inside her, rose from her seat, albeit somewhat unsteadily. Stepping down from the porch, she watched as Rosa hopped down to join her, then both turned to Arlene.
“We will be taking our leave for now.”
“Until next time,” the older woman said.
“Until then,” Scarlett echoed, though her gaze lingered a tad longer.
“Do you have something to say?” Arlene asked.
“…I believe you promised me a reward for retrieving your heirloom. Something beyond your teachings.”
Tomorrow marked the end of this current loop, which meant Arlene would forget the promise by their next meeting. Scarlett had been waiting for the woman to broach the subject herself, but that hadn’t happened.
“You certainly seem fixated on this reward,” Arlene remarked.