Chapter 245: From her father
Noelle’s POV
"Daddy!" Mirelle squirms excitedly in Thorne’s arms, her little hands reaching out as if she might throw herself into the chaos of the bustling coastal city.
The port is far busier than usual, and I don’t have to wonder why. A massive influx of craftsmen has flooded the streets, stalls overflowing with exotic goods, and the docks are lined with ships unloading wares. It’s easy to guess whose fault that is.
I glance at Thorne, barely suppressing a snicker.
The great and mighty Lord Alden abandoned his duties, dumping them onto Rhett, so we could enjoy what he calls a family getaway. I call it conveniently timed avoidance—especially since we’re really here to collect the shipment we ordered from the eastern continent months ago.
The shipment contains rare fish and seeds, and I can barely contain my excitement. Some of these plants I’ve only read about in books, and they finally made it here after months of careful transport. Along with them, I requested a collection of their furniture pieces—just to see if I might like anything.
One day, I’d love to visit the eastern continent myself.
After we collect everything, there’s another stop—the local church of Elaris’. The temple priests have agreed to grow the sacred tree within our estate, something only their order is capable of.
Of course, I’m totally doing this for spiritual reasons... and not because I want to poke and prod at the holy tree.
I frown, realizing how many errands we need to run. So much for a family getaway.
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