He hurried to me, breathing hard as if danger was nearing us. “My dear, let us leave this place. Right now, I'm just coming from the Moon Goddess's sacred rock. And the response isn't favorable at all.”

“Be calm, Henry,” I said, my chest comforted by my own words.

“Sure, I am.” He smiled and then formed a frown on his face again.

I got bothered.

Then, I asked, hoping to hear him say it was something we could endure. “So, what's the response exactly?”

Henry kept turning ...