The next day, Arlan and Oriana were ready to bid farewell to Aaron and Lucian, who were departing for the northeast. Before leaving, Arlan noticed Oriana seemed deep in thought.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked.
She snapped back to reality. "Oh, nothing. Just that finally everything is over and peaceful."
Arlan hummed in agreement as they walked out of Thistle Palace. Once they settled in the carriage, Oriana looked at him. "Arlan."
"Hmm?"
"Once we return after saying goodbye, I have something to tell you."
"What is it?"
"I'll tell you after we get back."
He stared at her for a moment before awkwardly clearing his throat and looking away. "If you keep looking at me like that, I won't tell you."
"Alright, but whatever it is, you have to tell me."
She nodded.
They arrived at the guest mansion where Aaron was staying. Lucian had been offered a room there as well, but he preferred to stay at Ken's home instead.
