~{INGRID'S POV}~
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And since that night, I never saw Lord Lanzon again and it made me work extremely hard and now it was already a month and he was yet to show up and tell me how good I was or reward me by dining with me.
By now our flower seeds were coming up and it excited me but not as much as I yearned to see the Lord.
Earlier I thought he was favoring me because I looked like Emelda but now, with the fact that he didn't show himself to me for a month, it was obvious he saw me as a different person entirely.
It felt relieving but somewhat disappointing as well and I didn't know why.
By now, I had a lot of artworks kept for an upcoming exhibition happening at the greatest museum and Caleb had informed me about it, telling me to give it a go which I agreed to.
Dragons and humans would be there and all that mattered was sending out my work, I didn't need to be physically there. I could act like a phantom, making them guess who the great artist behind such captivating work is.
