Once Dariya finished speaking, the whole room suddenly went quiet. From Reena to Gina, Ayla, and Fiona all had their eyes opened in surprise, meanwhile, Celeste, Grandma Ingrid, Meldra, and Celia all had a deep frown appearing on their faces.
"You mean to say that despite his injuries, he still managed to leave his hut?" Grandma Celia asked, her brow furrowing with concern at the idea of Orion exerting himself in a weakened condition. And as for Vivian and Derry's decision to join him in such a reckless act, Grandma Celia's frown deepened further when she noticed Celeste's grim expression.
"Yes," Dariya nodded in response, "He even instructed me to assure you that there's no need to worry about him or search for him. He will return once he's finished with his visit." Sensing the tension in the air and the furrowed brows on everyone's faces, she couldn't help but frown and ask, "Is something wrong?"
Celeste shook her head, masking her true emotions from the Overseer tree nymph. "No," she replied, her smile attempting to conceal the boiling anger simmering within her. "We're simply surprised that he managed to get up and walk after what we heard last night."
"Yes, you are right," Dariya nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. Although she was tempted to say more, she decided to shift the conversation to a lighter topic, not wanting the sombre atmosphere to linger. "So, you are Orion's sister, right?" Dariya directed her attention to the slender and beautiful young woman seated beside Celeste. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity as she continued, "Tell me, how did Orion behave when he was still a child?"
Reena, still grappling with her brother's reckless actions and dreading her mother's reaction, quickly composed herself and smiled at Dariya. She began sharing ordinary stories from Orion's childhood, although they held no particular significance. However, as she noticed Dariya's genuine interest and engagement, Reena hoped that Orion would have enough energy left when he returned to the farm to face the consequences of his actions.
In the meantime, she shifted her focus to building a connection with Dariya, recognizing that having an overseer tree nymph as an acquaintance could bring more benefits than drawbacks, especially considering her upcoming promotion and the uncertainty surrounding her chances due to her absence from the farm activities.
Meanwhile, Celeste rose from her seat, with Alya, Fiona, and Grandma Meldra trailing closely behind. Together, they left the hut and began their walk towards the location where Orion was staying, having obtained the information from Greta the previous night.
As anger seethed within her, Celeste muttered under her breath, "Wherever he has gone, he better be fast asleep by the time I reach there..." Her words dripped with frustration and a hint of threat.
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"Are you awake?" Orion whispered, his fingertips lightly brushing against Grandma Derry's cheeks as he gently tapped them. Sensing the discomfort of their current position, he tapped her again and asked, "Grandma Derry, are you awake?"
Gradually, Grandma Derry's eyelids fluttered open, revealing a hint of tiredness. She surveyed their surroundings and realized they were still in the same position she had fallen unconscious in.
"Wha....?" Grandma Derry started to question what had happened before her unconsciousness, only to be overwhelmed by a sudden rush of memories flooding her mind like a bolt of lightning. The surge of recollection caused a mild headache, which she dismissed by shaking her head slightly.
Once she regained her composure, Grandma Derry turned her gaze towards Orion, who had patiently waited for her to recover. With a composed tone, she asked, "How long was I unconscious?"
Orion shook his head gently. "I'm not certain," he replied, "But I started counting a few minutes after you passed out, so I would estimate it to be around fifteen minutes."
After hearing Orion's response, Grandma Derry's eyes widened in surprise. She let out a sigh, realizing that she had been unconscious for quite some time.
Feeling the discomfort of being held against the wooden fence, she decided it was time to release herself from Orion's grip.
Orion leaned back slightly, allowing Grandma Derry some space to move. She glanced at her clothes, grateful that the excess moisture from their previous activities had somewhat dried. However, her brows furrowed in confusion as she asked her next question, "And didn't they come looking for us?"
Knowing exactly who Grandma Derry referred to as 'they,' Orion nodded with tiredness etched on his face. A faint smile formed on his lips as he spoke, "Yes, they did come looking for us. But I had to come up with some excuses, and Grandma Viviann also offered her assistance. Without her help, I doubt we could have prevented Miss Lyra from barging in and finding you unconscious."
Orion's smile widened as he recalled how Grandma Vivian had taken the opportunity to occupy Ursa's attention when she found out what was going on. However, with the way Ursa was looking at him while he embarrassingly held onto Grandma Derry's unconscious body, hanging from the makeshift fence with her pussy still stuffed up with his shaft, he knew he would have to give her an explanation when he walked back into the hut.
Realizing the potential embarrassment she had been saved from, Grandma Derry let out a weary sigh, acknowledging her debt to Grandma Vivian for averting that situation. The thought of being found unconscious and half-naked by Lyra was a scenario she was relieved to have avoided.
"Alright, let's hurry and take our baths so we can head inside," Orion quickly suggested, his mind racing with the awareness of the other voices he had overheard from inside the hut. It seemed that someone had come to visit Miss Lyra, so it would be unwise for them to still be here when the visitor left. Therefore, they had to finish up quickly.
Grandma Derry, comprehending the situation, approached the small water tank that resembled a large clay pot, its height barely reaching her waist. She retrieved more water from inside the clay pot and arranged everything carefully.
Soon, she began assisting Orion in washing himself, their hands working together as water flowed over his body. Not to be outdone, Orion reciprocated the favour, ensuring Grandma Derry was thoroughly cleaned before they both made their way back into the hut.
