Chapter 29

Auristela laughed with the goats that were standing around her. She did not know why the goats always wanted to be close to her. Like on her father's horse farm, the horses loved approaching her and inviting her to play. Ah, Auristela misses horseback riding. "Hey, you're the smallest goat. Come over here." Auristela hugged the smallest goat and stroked the belly and head of the submissive little goat.

This afternoon the sky is blue. Birds flew here and there with joy, like those who were on Andres' goat farm.

Auristela is busy playing with the goats while Arion is milking. Almeta chewed grilled corn while sitting on the bench, and she smiled at Auristela.

"Auristela," Almeta yelled. She was amazed by the two elves, who quickly became familiar with the goats. "Have you ever liked a boy?" She asks a random question. She always wanted to ask her female friend about this—a private conversation between women.

Auristela frowned. Almeta's question was beyond expectation. She never thought t