Chapter 446

Eleanor did not prolong the conversation. After a polite farewell, she leisurely made her way toward the island’s center. The path ahead was engulfed in a dense, verdant forest, where towering trees stretched toward the sky, their lush canopies forming a natural ceiling of green. The air was thick with the scent of wildflowers, an intoxicating mix of fragrances from blossoms of every hue imaginable. The early morning sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting golden patches on the ground, illuminating the untouched beauty of this isolated paradise. This was unlike anything Eleanor had ever seen. The rawness of nature here was pure and untainted, unspoiled by human hands. It was an unfamiliar yet refreshing sight—something she hadn’t realized she had longed for until now. As she strolled through the narrow paths, admiring the scenery, a group of older women suddenly emerged before her. They were clad in simple, well-worn garments, their hair tightly bundled at the back of their heads