Flora sat at the bedside, gazing straight ahead without moving.
It was already the early hours of the morning, and for her, with her feline bloodline, it was the time when her spirits were most vibrant while others slept.
The soft light above her head refracted on her face, giving her a slightly lazy demeanor.
Her long red hair draped over her shoulders, contrasting starkly with her wheat-colored skin. Additionally, she wore a lace-trimmed dress, paired with cat ears on her head and a tail swaying behind her, sitting there like a character stepping out from another dimension, giving an incredibly surreal sensation.
Her tail swished back and forth, making a snapping sound on the mattress.
Flora appeared somewhat restless and uneasy.
In fact, this chaotic emotion had troubled her for a long time.
