"So, what kind of souvenir are you looking for?" Zarfa leaned closer as we rode the carriage through the town.
She held my arm tight and closed her eyes as if she still hadn't completely sober, but her voice was clear. She didn't seem to have a hangover this morning, but perhaps her energy was sapped during last night's party, so she was rather lethargic.
Still, when I said she should just rest, she shook her head strongly and reminded me again and again, in a stern voice, that this was supposed to be our date.
She didn't even allow anyone to come with us. Not Fatia, not the Hero, not even Aina. Just me and her, along with my little companions.
"So?" she nudged me.
"Hmm...For a start, Zia likes books, so I want to look for some romance novels for her," I tapped my lips in contemplation. "Oh, children's books for Jade too."
