The sudden call from Marnie made him flinch, his body reacted before his mind did. He calmly turned holding the pouch on his left palm.
"Nothing, Mom. I'm just dusting my satchel," he said with a neutral expression.
She nodded emphatically before turning toward the well, where she began washing the lamb meat with brisk, practiced strokes.
Daniel walked past her calmly and headed straight for his room. Once inside, he emptied his pouch onto the bed and began organizing his belongings with calm, practiced precision.
He gathered all the coins he had and shoved them into a money pouch, then slipped it into Veil's pouch.
Next came his four voodoo dolls—but when he tried to add the grimbook, the pouch refused to swallow it.
The pouch exceeded a kilo in weight.
"Hmm… I should put the book first than the coins," he murmured, withdrawing the money pouch.
