Your eyebrows furrowed as you looked at the prices for a room in the Reverie hotel. Due to the Charmony Festival arriving soon, rooms have been selling out like wildfire. Thus, the remaining ones have inflated to a high price: one that you couldn't afford. You were thinking, before you felt a tap on your shoulder.

A man with a gentle smile spoke, "You seem distressed, dear guest. Is something the matter?" It was the Oak Family leader, Sunday. His smile didn't meet his eyes.