(POV: Akashic Records)
The moon hung high in the velvety night sky, its ethereal glow casting a beautiful luminescence over the surroundings. The air was filled with the melodies of lively music and joyous laughter as the festivities continued unabated.
The clock was ticking, the hour growing late.
"So, what do you plan to do now?"
Lirien's red eyes met his own, her expression calm and composed.
"...What do you mean...?" she asked.
Lumiere took a breath, mustering his courage as he clarified his question.
"I mean, what's your next move? Will you return to Vyndariel or perhaps seek a new path elsewhere?"
Lirien's gaze shifted, uncertainty flickering in her eyes.
"I can't go back to Vyndariel," she admitted, "I've failed him. Our interests no longer align."
A gentle smile Lumiere's countenance.
"I see," he replied.
Lirien's eyes searched his face, sensing something more beneath his response.
