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The sun had started to set and its golden rays reflected on the pond at Victorias and Emily's feet, casting s beautiful golden light across the garden. For the first time since Emily had come to the manor, she finally felt peaceful.

"Are there fishes in the pond?" Victoria asked as she looked into the surprisingly colorless water. It was her first time seeing a pond this clean as the one that they had back at home was filled with moss and flies and mosquitoes and toads. No one even dared to go near the pond as everyone seemed to dread it.

"They are fishes in there, Victoria," Emily replied with a soft smile as she placed her hands on the soft grass and looked into the pond. The moment that she said this, a little fish, orange and white striped, jumped out of the pond and did a flip before landing back in. It seemed to have taken Emily's words as a cue to showcase it's skills.

"Wow," Victoria said as she held Emily's arm. She had flinched and yelled a little in fear when the fish jump