Night fell.
The last radiance of the sun vanished underneath the horizon, only to be replaced by the darkness that enfolded the world inside the ruin. The clouds drifting in the air were also smeared in a dark hue. Lily went to sleep alone in her special tent. Orpheus was sleeping in his tent as well, the same for Illya and Hellion.
Deep in the middle of her sleep, Lily found herself in a situation like a spectator watching a play. A woman and a man seemingly on a date.
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Since she was always casual with her dress and appearance, he now felt that her beauty was even more spellbinding when she cared about her appearance.
He was sure that if he walked outside now with her arms tucked in his, it would surely carry away the breath of both men and women of any age. She gave off the feeling that no men were worthy enough to lay eyes upon her.
But he knew that no matter who or what she was, whether he was worthy or not, he would never let go of her.
