_A few minutes before the rise of the Black Dragon Nazareth_
Inside the coffee shop, Lory is sitting in the corner, her hand is busy typing on the laptop, no one recognizes her because she wears a wide hoodie and glasses with a thick frame that covers her face. The young waitress came with a tray "Your order miss, Sweet mochaccino with extra cream and macaroons" she confirms the order.
Lory lift her head and response with the same politeness "Yes, Thank you"
After the waitress left, Lory lifts the mug and takes a sip, the sweetness engulfs her tongue make her feel energizes. Lory licks the leftover cream on her lips then she takes off her glasses while gazing outside the giant window beside her with an inexplicable look.
in a blink of an eye is already a year since she left Harland, and her father, she wonders if her father angry with her or perhaps disappointed, she bites her lower lips as sadness slowly creeping into her heart, she let out a long sigh.