Chapter 30: Ziliam Festival

ARIA'S POV

The next morning, I kept pondering on the dream I had the previous night. What was it hidden meaning? Why did it scare the living day lights out of me?

I couldn't remember the last time I had seen my mum in my dreams. And from what I remembered, I hadn't seen her before in my dreams. And suddenly she's warning me?

As I walked towards the dinning room, I noticed the busy atmosphere which was very different from the previous day. In as much as there were a lot of maids and servants the previous day, there seemed to be much more today.

When I eventually got to the dinning room, uncle Jeremiah was giving orders to some of the chefs, servants and some guards. He seemed very serious about something.

After a while, he sat down. This was when the chefs began to bring in the breakfast.

Taking a bite of the steak that was placed on front of me, "why the sudden change in atmosphere uncle?" I asked

"Uh." He responded. "We have a festival today."

"A festival?" I asked, my brows spiking