It was half and hour before midnight, and the garden bench was occupied by a beautiful lady bursting into fits of laugh, along with a handsome man beside her, staring at her with a shadow of confusion on his face.
"Why are you laughing...., is the festival some kind of funny event? I wish we don't have to get embarrassed by doing any frivolous activity....."
She fanned her flushed cheeks with her hands and looked back at him with a mischievous glint floating around her eyes.
" I don't want to spoil the fun, so you'll get to know tomorrow! "
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Previously,
"I'll see you two in the morning. Rest well."
Next morning ---
The early morning sun was casting its golden light upon the grand manor. The air was crisp and fresh, filled with sweet fragrance of blooming roses and melodic chirping of birds.
