The night breeze in the middle of the capital of Sahran, the Qadrak Kingdom, blew gently against the cheeks of the white-haired girl, bringing a chill that penetrated to the core of her bone.
Claire looked at the sky that was now decorated with thousands of small sparks, the stars. Her small steps leave faint traces on the sand as she follows the man in front of her.
In her hand was the crescent moon necklace that Eliza had just given her, sparkling softly with the moonlight.
Eliza watched her continue to stare at the necklace with a serious gaze, a small smile on her face.
"You've been staring at it for quite some time," Eliza said, her tone light but excited. "You really like it, right?"
Claire lifted her face, slightly surprised.
"Ah, yes, of course I like it," she answered quickly. "It's... very beautiful and this is the first gift I've received from a friend."
