Xenia dropped her shoulders as she excused herself for a while from Jayra. She wanted some air, so she made her way to the nearest roof, which was coincidentally the one she had already walked through with Darius last night. It was when they went to the parapet, the place where he opened up everything to her about his father's death.
Walking up, the guards greeted her with utter respect, to which she greeted them back with a curt nod.
"Back here again…"
As she expected, the view atop the roof was great during the daytime. That part of the wall was facing the Miran Ocean, the same ocean that separated Ebodia from the Kingdom of Valcrez.
Slightly spreading her arms, the late afternoon breeze felt nice as it washed over her. It was becoming rather chilly and bracing by now, the inevitable winter creeping ever so closer with each passing day.
Walking further, Xenia only halted when she suddenly saw a familiar figure standing on the parapet.
