Eleanora harrumphed as she walked down the path, not even daring to look up for fear that she would see the wretched man somewhere. Gaia the gardener had become the bane of her existence. In her waking moments, she would always end up being around Gaia and then embarrassing herself and now in her sleep moments, she would always end up being in embarrassing moments with him! And those were getting worst.
At least in her past dreams and nightmares, the man's face had been blurry. But now, it was always Gaia. She'd been tempted to refuse her uncle when he asked her to come here but then she would not have had a reasonable explanation.
With a frown, she kicked a pebble in her path and frowned. Hopefully, she will escape meeting him right now. She'd sent Dora here in advance to keep the man away from the Labyrinth.
