It was already midnight.
Moonlight spilled across the neighborhood, casting a pale glow over the rows of mansions and large houses that stretched into the distance. The streets remained illuminated by steam-powered lamps, their warm yellow light cutting through the darkness while soft snow continued falling from the night sky.
The grassy fields had already begun turning white.
Even the stone roads were slowly disappearing beneath a growing layer of snow.
Inside the mansion, however, the atmosphere was warm.
The Steam Engine Power Core quietly performed its work, circulating heat throughout the residence and keeping the winter cold outside where it belonged.
Around that time, Lucy woke up.
She slowly climbed out of bed and wrapped a blanket around herself before leaving her room.
Not because she felt cold.
The house was warm enough.
