It seemed like many months had passed during her stay in Lumeria. Marron thought that more red tape would follow her, if she tried to leave.
But surprisingly, no one tried. It was a little anti-climatic, if she was being completely honest.
You will return when you can, and that is all we can expect of you.
That was what the Lumerian Culinary Guild decreed, and she gave a respectful bow.
"Thank you."
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Jenny had hugged her, but said softly, "People in Lumeria don't believe in goodbye. Just see you laters."
Marron bought one last donut from a nearby stall, returned to her studio apartment, and left it with Mokko and Lucy in tow.
Slowly, the city's tall towers and neon lights fell away, transforming into cultivated farmland.
"I've been in the city so long, I'd nearly forgotten what the forest smelled like." She smiled as she saw people toiling in the fields, women hanging shirts and trousers on clotheslines, and children running around in the tall grass.
