Unbeknownst to time, it was already the autumn of the year 186 in the Sea Origin Calendar.
The first Sunday of August.
Georgia Territory.
Brunswick, the largest city and the capital, a port city—the Governor's Mansion.
In Aiven's room, cascades of black hair spread over the white pillow, and a girl in a white nightdress slowly opened her sapphire-like beautiful eyes, the first thing she saw was the handsome face close to her.
Pop!
She gave a routine morning kiss. Olivia stretched lazily like a kitten, combed her cloud-like hair with her hand, and greeted:
"Good morning, Aiven."
Looking at the girl in his arms, Aiven couldn't help but smile tenderly.
Although there were occasional ups and downs recently, on the whole, things were going smoothly.
