A refreshing afternoon on Yennev Street.

Diane looked around.

Since yesterday, the people with green eyes who lived on Yennev Street had all moved to the inns on the bustling Sonear Street. Instead of children who always ran around the street, construction materials and equipment were neatly arranged everywhere.

It seemed like if you just shouted “start,” construction could begin immediately.

In the distance, the architect Shurn led the workers. Having just completed the final check with the lady a while ago, he unfolded a large blueprint and seemed to be confirming the details of tomorrow’s work.

Watching this, Diane swallowed a sense of accomplishment. Then, she turned around.

Now that people had left the street, the only place where there were signs of people was the guardhouse where the knights were on guard.

At that moment, admiration flowed out through the open window of the guardhouse. A soft smile appeared on Diane’s face as she checked the clean window.

“You’re really skilled, miss. You said it’s your first time making a thread anklet, didn’t you?”

A small table with various colored threads scattered. The women sitting around it with their eyes wide open.

“It’s really my first time making a thread anklet.”

Olivia laughed at the memories of making many decorations as errands for the princess. She felt a bit awkward at the slightly flattering words of the women. Though she wasn’t sure if her skill was exceptional, she was still pleased with the thread anklet she had made.

A thread anklet woven with black and red threads. She insisted on using green for the stitches.

She worried that the combination of colors wouldn’t harmonize, but the finished product was quite exquisite.

When she first told Edwin that she would make a thread anklet, she didn’t really plan to make one. But now that she had made it, she was secretly looking forward to Edwin’s reaction when he accepted the thread anklet.

Would he like it or not?

Frighteningly, Olivia’s eyes narrowed as she thought of Edwin. Unbeknownst to herself, even the corners of her mouth softened.

Silver hair and a beautiful face. The lady’s unique elegant and cool atmosphere permeated the faint smile.

Overwhelmed by the beauty of the person sitting in front of them, the women who had been sitting silently lost their words. Looking at each other, they realized that this moment was an unbelievable reality.

To think that they could sit face to face and make a thread anklet with the precious lady they couldn’t even make eye contact with at first.

All of this started two days ago when the lady came and said, “I want to make a thread anklet. Can you show me how?”
The fact that little Jane gave the lady a thread anklet was already a deep topic on Yennev Street. However, the lady didn’t know if she would really like the anklet, she was just satisfied with the idea of receiving a gift.

When it was even said that she was wearing it well, everyone on the street was amazed. Perhaps due to the expression of disbelief, the lady, after winning a knight, even lifted the hem of her dress in front of the women.

On her beautiful ankle hung the thread anklet that little Jane had given her.

Everyone, from Jane’s mother who made the thread anklet to the frail grandmother and Vicky, who lived together, all prostrated themselves there.

If they didn’t express their gratitude by prostrating, it felt like their hearts would burst. They not only organized Yennev Street but also wore our gift without deeming it indecent.

The lady, who was somewhat embarrassed, waited quietly until they calmed down, and the women shouted that they would all teach her how to make a thread anklet.

By making a thread anklet together, they could convey the gratitude that the lady couldn’t express due to lack of courage.

However, they didn’t expect to learn how to make a thread anklet so quickly.

It was a moment when the women were watching each other to find the right timing to speak.

Knock [dash]. With a knocking sound, Dian, who had been outside the guardhouse, showed her face through the window.

“Lady, it’s time for you to leave now.”

Already time to leave. She had just completed one now.

Regretfully looking at the thread anklet, Olivia suddenly remembered Veseni’s words.

“Lady! You haven’t forgotten about the evening party today, right? You have to come early!”

Olivia, who strongly opposed the idea of holding a celebration party to congratulate the Yennev district organization, raised both hands at Edwin’s words that it was also a welcome-back party for the knights who went out to subdue the beasts on the territory border.

The word spread that a festival would be held in the center of Sonear Street, a bustling area, and it would be a small festival in Vykander, celebrating the city project for people with green eyes.

It would be in full swing from now on. The women in front of her would also want to participate in the festival.

Together with the people of Vykander, who would now be neighbors for a considerable period.

“Uh,”