"By the evening, we will be in Velaris," Magnus announced, halting behind Alora on the balcony. She turned to him, inquiring when he returned from outside.
"Just now. My wife is deeply engrossed in her own thoughts," Magnus remarked, brushing her hair strands tenderly behind her ear.
"What is in her mind?" he asked softly.
"I will miss this place. It's serene here, just like the place I always wanted to live," Alora answered, wistfully.
"Then, we can live here forever. Just tell me, and I'll fulfill your wish right now," Magnus said, lowering his hand.
"But I like Velaris too," Alora stated. She noticed a tiny white feather resting on Magnus's right shoulder. Grabbing it, she remarked, "It was on your shoulder," and placed it on the balustrade. She then inquired if they would leave by noon.
"Yes. That way, we will reach our residence in Velaris by dinnertime," Magnus remarked, confirming her.
