"Sorry for being late." I apologized upon boarding the carriage.

Nia was already waiting for me inside.

I sat beside her.

"It’s nothing, I just arrived too."

With the two of us already in, the carriage immediately started to move.

"The Hazo, I saw it from the cathedral; it looked just as beautiful as I remembered it to be."

"Thanks, So how was it on your side? "

"I’m still bitter I couldn’t raze the cathedral entirely from the map, but... Just kidding, but I did consider doing that for a moment, but Elliel would hate me to death if I were to do that. After all, that Cathedral, just like the Hazo and as much as I hate it, is part of the cultural patrimony of the Duchy. Overall, I’m very satisfied with everything. Thank you for your help. I doubt I could’ve done it without your support. "

"You’re thankful, huh?" How much are you thankful? "

"Erm, I don’t know, like a lot."

"Then thank me properly." She whispered into my ears.

Gazing into each other's eyes, she reached out for my hand.

I can be clueless at times, but this time I immediately understood what she meant by "Thank her properly."

She closed her eyes, and so did I, following, then slowly leaning into her face.

Just like last time... Yes, just like last! At the moment our faces were close enough to feel each other’s breaths, we were interrupted.

"Sir, Maam, I know my partner and I were paid a hefty sum for this, but where exactly are we going?" A voice asked from the driver's seat.

I sighed, "Just follow the damn road and head somewhere southward," I shouted.

"Okay, Sir..." We are about to leave the city, so I just wanted to make sure. "

To ensure that man would shut up, I revealed our destination, "As I had told you two that day in the bar, our destination is---" I was interrupted mid-sentence by a sudden yet soft sensation pressing onto my lips.

I was a little bit surprised, but it didn't take long for me to close my eyes and go with the flow.

That night, I left this city, Beaufort.

That would be the second time I left this city.

Both times were at night, yet each was so different from one another.

The first time was on a night of winter. The second time was on a night of spring.

That night of winter, I left the city in a hurry, running away.

Tonight, I’m leaving on my own volition.

That night, you were there with me, Syrus. Today you are not.

But, from wherever you are now, take a glance at me. I might not be what you expected to become, but I love what I am now, for I wouldn’t be the way I am now if it weren’t for you.

Thank you.