While holding her chin, Shan watched as more snowflakes swept past her eyes. Since the city was stationed in the sky, the thick clouds looked extremely large and close to them.
"It's about to start," she muttered.
"Fifteen minutes away, to be precise." Nausica hid her excited expression behind the smoke clouds she released.
"We haven't found Angor yet. Aren't you wondering whether he would come at all?"
"Why should I? It's his own decision whether to come here. That aside, you should do something to wake Shiliew up."
"But I see him as my 'husband model'. If he doesn't show up, I'm gonna lower his grade among my husband candidates."
"If Angor's already here and he hears what you just said, he'll immediately leave."
Shan huffed and set her eyes on the sleeping Shiliew. "Hey, rise and shine! It's time to get down the road!" She nudged Shiliew.
"You made it sound like we're going to a funeral."
"We are, in a sense."
