Archi had sent Nyx a message telling her to meet him in the garden later in the evening.
Nyx went there, and saw him already waiting for her. It was getting dark. The birds were retiring back to their resting places, the sun was slowly hiding itself behind the clouds, while the stars had began to appear, one by one.
"Oh, Archi," she whispered, wrapping her arms around him.
"Mother," he returned the hug, "How did it go?"
She sighed, "Well, it is taking some kind of effect on him, but.. I.. do not see the reason we are doing this. He was.."
Archi rolled his eyes, "Please do not start with those, I already asked you this before, if you love him or not, you clearly said a no, why are you still worrying about this?"
She hung her head, disengaging from the hug, "I know, I was just a little skeptical, you know," her cheeks burned.
"Well, I called you here because of something though," he cleared his throat.
"What?"
