Through the balcony in Nathalie's bed-chamber, Jonathan had to take a leave as his men awaited him while not prying further into the lively mess that went on and on by the hall with the clamors heard several yards from them.
He sent his best regards to Arnold through her before he bid farewell, and whistled, beckoning Stravwuark to find him.
After which, Nathalie waved her arm as she stared at the majestic figure of a glimmering bird, now went smaller and smaller to a dot until he vanished into the horizon, the same went for the winged beasts that followed him.
Her heart fluttered with warmth and joy as she witnessed their genuine smiles and greetings that were all for her compared to the first time she went there, only to meet their hostile gazes and their vigilance of her presence.
