45

"Anger based on calculated reason is more dangerous than anger based on blind hate."

"Astrid."

The name came out of Emilia's mouth as she gazed at the woman at the other side of the door. She was wearing a red pantsuit, suited for a woman of her figure.

It suits her perfectly, with white high heels on her feet and the same color of pouch in her hand.

"Emilia, hello." Astrid greeted back as she shifted her feet by the porch. 

"Uh..." Emilia uttered as she looked back by the dining area, where the food was prepared "Come in, come."

Opening the door wider, Astrid stepped inside with a mumbled 'thanks', looking around the house. It was bright and warm inside, the heat from the sun seen and felt through the open windows.

Looking over the table, Astrid noticed the set of utensils settled on the rectangular table.

"Having lunch?" she asked, which Emilia nodded to. 

"Have you eat