Luna Sutton had long noticed the commotion by the haystack, and saw Maya Miller hiding there, sneaking peeks at her, but didn't pay it much mind.
After Mia's earlier antics, if Maya still dared to play dirty, she'd just be stupid.
Maya isn't stupid, but jealousy makes monsters out of people—who knows what she might do?
"Hey, System, keep an eye on Maya Miller for me. If she does anything harmful to me, let me know right away."
Busy as ever, she spoke to her system in her mind.
In no time, she'd set up another simple hearth, using a newly fired clay pot to stew a pot of chicken, tossed in some mushrooms—the aroma was mouthwatering and everywhere.
"Alright, your mama mode is activated."
The system's lazy, drawling voice echoed in her head.
Luna Sutton twitched at the corner of her mouth, realizing the damn system was actually pretty funny.
Mael Valerius crouched beside her, adding firewood. His golden eyes reflected the flames, staring at her without blinking.
