93. It's official— they're getting married!

93. It's official— they're getting married!

At the mansion,

Aura was enjoying cucumber pickle in the foyer with Madam Martha sitting beside her, knitting a sweater for her baby.

"This is yummy! I think I can knock down just another jar of them," She sounded delicious, sending the old Housekeeper into a fit of laughter.

"You speak as if it is a doughnut with dark chocolate and lots of sprinkles." Madam Martha commented, she shook her head left to right as the view of her daughter munching on those cucumbers looked so gut-shaking.

The twilight was bursting outside the mansion. Orange hue of the setting sun cast long shadows of trees and buildings on the ground. The singing of the birds have reduced to a consoling chiming as the winds blew gently. Aura had been satisfying her cravings all day long.

Her bump was starting to show. It was round and plump. She had not gained much weight. But looking at the excitement with which she was gobbling food these days, Madam Martha was certain