And time was running out. The trial was approaching. If nothing changed, the housekeeper, loyal or not, would be condemned.
I'm convinced it's not him…
She sat on the edge of her bed one night, watching the faint rise and fall of the curtains as the wind blow in. Her voice dropped to a whisper only the Love System could hear.
What am I missing? I've searched everywhere. I've circled this castle a hundred times and still found nothing. Can't you just tell me who it is? Who they are?
"You don't have enough good points for that," the System replied, its tone soft, almost sorrowful.
Nnenna pressed her hands together tightly, refusing to let frustration swallow her calm. Then can't I get something with what I have? A clue, a direction, anything at all?
"You can… but I'm not sure how much help it will be. If you can't interpret it correctly, it may be nothing but a waste."
Try me, Nnenna said firmly.
The System paused as if sighing.
Ding!
"7,000 good points deducted."
