Sundew X Willow Novels & Stories

he replied. Before the conversation could go further, Elysia’s voice rang across the clearing. “Willow! Come help your father carry the baskets. Dinner is nearly ready.” Willow sighed but nodded. Twix gave her one last assessing glance before turning back to his son. I watched them both, wondering how soon she would realize the subtleties of his attention, the quiet ways he shaped her. As the clearing emptied, the forest hummed in its own rhythm. Cicadas argued in the tall grass. A hawk circled lazily above. The scent of pine and fading sunlight wrapped around me.

Caden agreed without hesitation, “Okay, Master Wade! In that case, I’ll rush over and have a look now.” Charlie hummed slightly in response, “I’ll be waiting for your update.” *** The car driven by Sonia arrived at Willow Manor more than twenty minutes later. The house was called Willow Manor because the entire manor was located on the edge of a lake halfway up the mountain that was full of dense weeping willows. It was said to be called Willow Manor, and it was estimated that there were more than twenty to thirty thousand weeping willow trees inside and outside the vicinity of the manor.