“What was it about the land that could make them pine for it even amid the hustle and bustle of a booming city? What was it about the ocean that cradled all the souls of the seaside town that left such a lasting impression? You really have to see it for yourself to get the true answer."
Ivy mused, nodding thoughtfully. They had filmed on site, so they had spent quite a long time in that village. No one knew that place better than the cast.
But compared to the locals, they still had much to learn. These college kids, seeking to learn more, would undoubtedly benefit from a visit.
"I highly encourage you to make the trip." Colton said, "Only after you've seen the landscapes there will you understand why Valor was so haunted by the memories of home.
It was not just homesickness but a longing for a mother's embrace. I won't say more — I don't want to sound like I'm tricking you into going."
"Ha, sir, you don't have to convince us — we're already sold on the idea!"
The first roadshow wrapped up beautifully, and the crew attended a celebratory banquet afterward.
It was Ivy's first time at such an event, and she was buzzing with excitement, grateful to be surrounded by familiar faces from the cast and crew.
Evadne was right beside her, on strict orders from Balfour to ensure Ivy didn't overindulge in the spirits and alcohol.
"You have my word. I won't let Ivy overdo it."
Evadne initially planned to keep Ivy away from alcohol altogether. But Balfour, after a moment's silence, advised, "She's bound to be thrilled today. Not letting her have a drop would be too harsh. As long as she doesn't overdo it — it'll only lead to a headache the next morning."
At the end of the day, Balfour was just concerned about Ivy's health.
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