The village party was as lively as ever, continuing well into the early morning. Everyone was dancing and drinking, singing and cheering, creating a sight to behold. The air was filled with laughter and music, the vibrant energy of the crowd palpable. Lanterns cast a warm glow over the festivities, illuminating the joyous faces of the villagers of Fahrkon. It was a night where worries were forgotten, and the spirit of celebration reigned supreme.
As they approached the gate, they stopped a few meters away, their eyes locked in an unspoken understanding. Leaf leaned in, rising onto her tiptoes. She placed her hands gently on Renzor's cheeks, cupping his face, and planted a passionate kiss on his lips. "I'll go in first, and you come after me," she whispered, breaking the kiss.
"Okay," Renzor replied, his cheeks flushed and his heart pounding. He watched her walk towards the gate, the sway of her hips mesmerizing him.
