Although Roland wasn't as close to Hawk as before, they were still friends.
It was already midnight when he read the message, but as a player, Roland did not need any rest. He left the study and just walked to the courtyard, when Andonara flashed to his front like a white shadow.
The speed of a Great Swordsman was almost as good as that of a Rogue.
"Where are you going?" asked Andonara, who was in pure white.
Most of the time, women would look more beautiful in the moonlight.
Andonara was beautiful enough as she was. In the white dress, she struck Roland as a goddess who had just descended.
Though they had been in each other's company for a couple of days, Roland was still deeply amazed.
She was the second most beautiful woman that Roland had ever seen. Even the elf that Roland set free last time was not as pretty as Andonara.
The most beautiful was the angel that he saw at Falken's funeral.
