Chapter 165: Who are you a disciple of? (5)
The Rodelen region, where the Ravenclaw barony was located, had a warm climate year-round and abundant sunlight; it was said to be famous as a wine-producing area.
For Siern, who had always wandered through snow-covered fields, gazing upon cold and desolate landscapes, that place seemed like a true earthly paradise.
It was a lush land.
If she sat quietly on the rooftop of the annex and gazed at the vast prairie spreading out before her eyes, she felt as though all her worries melted away.
The days when she had been trapped on the spire of the Rochester territory, hugging her knees and crying inconsolably, already felt like things of the past.
Now, the Ravenclaw barony was her new home.
Even so, from time to time, she could not help but think of Melverot, who continued to guard the Rochester territory in the north.
She often felt that she should go see him at least once.
If he remained shut away alone in that land battered by extreme cold, even his heart would eventually freeze over.