Another year had passed since then. Stefan would usually leave Grimsbanne for a while and Lilou had grown accustomed to his months of absence. There wasn't much of anything new to her life as she would still constantly go out at night and 'take a walk'.
"Goodness, did you hear what happened in Sangrey? They said a nobleman is killed and his remains are scattered around the town!" Old Olly exclaimed in horror. "That's so close to our town! Just what is going on? I thought they caught already the culprit?"
"If the perpetrator can do this to nobles, just what are the chances he won't touch us, commoners?"
"Why would that person pay attention to us? I heard the fortune he pillaged from those noblemen were given to those who needed it!"
