A couple of days had passed since my dream, and I'd spent most of that time holed up in my room, furiously writing down everything I knew about Sabnock and formulating various strategies to confront it. Despite the unease that weighed on my mind, I was determined not to let it dampen the spirits of our home. Ellie was eagerly looking forward to our date at the festival, and I was resolute in making it a memorable occasion. Ellie had taken off with Eve to explore the town, on a mission to find the perfect gown, shoes, and whatever else caught her fancy. Her recent windfall from her toy invention had her itching to splurge. I, on the other hand, had already commissioned an outfit from Silvia, who assured me it would transform me into the most dashing knight in the land. As I descended the stairs, preparing for the festival, I was struck by the sight of Ellie, who was waiting by the door for Eve. "Good morning, Ellie," I greeted, smiling. "G-Good morning, Jordan," she replied with a
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