~State Your Name~

“How are you?” Huno asked.

“Ah!” Tiya gasped and turned to Huno.

“You startled me sir,” she said as she dried her hair. She picked up her mask and wore it on her face before squatting in front of the river to wash her hands.

“I’m sorry,” Huno said.

“It’s alright sir, I should thank you,” she stood up and said.

“How?” she gasped touching her face. She found the mask she had just worn in his hand.

“Forget about thanking me. Do you have clothes or I should get your maid to get one?” Huno asked.

“She’s not my maid sir, she’s my friend. I have always told her to stop with the master,” Tiya said covering her face.

“You should stop that,” Huno replied and broke the mask. “If you can’t accept your own appearance, those around won’t and they’ll always make fun of you,” he added.

“Un… Understood sir,” Tiya replied. “Sir, where are we?”

“Well, think of it as my independent space. I call it Hacel,” Huno replied.

“Is it okay if I cultivate here? the nature essenc