Marguerite looks at Jurian with a complicated gaze and a bit of warmth. The date of their wedding is coming soon. They agreed to get married near the waterfall at the full moon.
For some reason, Marguerite has been feeling a bit off lately. She isn't sure if it's only pre-wedding jitters or if her gut feeling is trying to warn her of something.
She doesn't want to ruin the mood by partaking her worries to the giddy Jurian, but inside she wonders if it is too soon to move on for her.
It's been only a year and she's already getting married again. She feels that it might be unfair to Jurian because her feelings might be fake. Maybe she is fooling herself into loving Jurian to get over her grief over Armel quickly.
But she has always been an overthinker. Right now, she would try to clear her mind and take a breath of fresh air.
She goes to the small house where Jurian is making dinner.
"I'm going on a walk, I'll see you later."
