Hearing the monotonous voice of the trial grounds signal the official end of his fight against Nila, it was only then did the young man snap back to reality.
Continuing to remain silent as he stood in place, Valyr made a light swipe on his forehead, his thoughts rewinding what had happened not long earlier over and over again.
Feeling a slight heat suffusing from his cheeks, the young man slightly shook his head, thinking to himself that the kiss was just her way of showing gratitude to him for being great company during their fight.
Perhaps, there wasn't even any purpose to it at all.
After all, with how sudden Nila had kissed him on the forehead, it seemed like the kiss was a last-minute thought, as if it was just a habit ingrained to her.
With thoughts running along a similar vein lingering in his mind, the young man eventually calmed himself down, pushing the thought of the kiss to the side as he stared at the dagger he had received.
