As Luke stepped out of the barracks, the cool evening air brushed against his skin, carrying with it the familiar sounds of the bustling Kingdom of Nateron. He had barely taken a few steps when he spotted Gareth approaching, his stride relaxed but purposeful.
"Luke!" Gareth called out, a smile spreading across his face. "What are you doing here? Were you looking for me? Sorry if I missed you earlier—I was, uh, busy."
Luke grinned, knowing exactly what Gareth had been up to.
"I was, actually," he replied, his tone light. "But no worries. I understand you had other things to attend to."
"Well, I'm here now. How about we grab some dinner? I've heard there's a new tavern in town that's worth checking out," Gareth chuckled, a faint blush touching his cheeks.
"That sounds good," Luke agreed, glad for the opportunity to spend a bit more time with the man who had been his first friend in this world.
