Mag, who stood beside Anna, was also peering out of the window. Light rain had begun to fall soundlessly onto the square outside, and there was no one to be seen on the streets.
Probably not. After all, he strongly implied that this trip was going to be extremely perilous for him, Mag thought to himself. However, he forced a carefree smile onto his face as he looked at the concerned Anna, and said, "It's alright, he must've been delayed by an important matter along the way. Even if he doesn't come back today, he'll be back in the next few days."
"Really?" Anna looked up into Mag's eyes, attempting to gauge the authenticity of his words.
"Of course." Mag nodded firmly. In reality, he didn't even believe his own words. Blour might not be the most reliable person that he knew, but he could tell from Blour's parting words that day that he had set out on a rather dangerous journey.
