Demetrius’s [POV]

During lunch, my little wife was too impatient. She wanted to see the bird too bad that she could barely eat properly.

And she was also the first one to finish.

It was the first time she finished before me.

"Where is the bird?" she asked as I was wiping her face with a piece of cloth.

“Don't tell me it will come only at night."

"It will deliver your letters only at night, but you can meet it now," I said.

"Why? Can't it see during daytime?"

"They can," I said. ...