Chapter 381 - 337 Red Olive Poetry Society
"Red Olive Poetry Society..."
Mira followed Anos to the society’s gathering place, which was a mansion within the academy.
Anos extended her right hand and knocked on the door three times—thud, thud, thud.
Moments later, the door opened from inside, and a drowsy-eyed woman poked her head out.
"I was wondering who would bother me this early in the morning, but it turns out to be Your Highness."
The woman yawned and then opened the door wider, lazily curtseying in a casual manner.
Mira looked inside and saw a set of couches arranged for receiving guests, complete with woolen backrests and cushioned seats. A round table stood between them, adorned with fine red and blue tapestries from Ajia Land.
She slowly withdrew her gaze, her eyes inadvertently catching sight of the sign hanging above the door; like a tavern would have a sign carved into the shape of a beer mug, the Red Olive Poetry Society also had a sign engraved with red olives, its edges delicately coated with a layer of red lacquer.
"Stephanie, you should change your habits, like learning to pray at the chapel in the morning."
Anos walked further in as she spoke.
"Yes, yes, but my faith lies with the Forest God Lipo."