Esme clutched her Christmas package and entered the living room, her cheeks puffed out from the cold as she pushed the door shut with her hip.
Like she noticed when she was outside, the room was fully occupied, absolutely overflowing with women… couches were crowded, chairs were taken and some seated neatly while others were squeezed up beside each other.
The Sword Saint and Alvinus were the only men in here.
The warm smell of cinnamon, pine wood from the giant Light Tree, and the faint scent of enchanted candles filled the air.
Christmas ribbons and ornaments were scattered around, but what drew Esme's attention instantly were the gift wrappers on the ground.
They were everywhere.
Seeing the gift wrappers on the ground, she could surmise that they had already begun the celebration without her.
Her eye twitched once then twice.
She slowly turned to Azel, her big breasts shaking as she pouted.
