The Dangerous Times
The moon was shining at its brightest as the feast dwindled. Food was over, drinks were spilt, and the guests began to retire to their rooms. Remnants of joyous celebration were left behind. Ulfur and Aaron kept staring at each other and moved towards their own rooms. Edwina walked with Valenthia and Bardolph to rest.
Almost everyone was gone. Just a few workers were cleaning the garden area. Ariadne was standing near a tree staring at the moon.
"I know," said Andre, softly holding her hand.
"What?" asked Ariadne. That broke her concentration.
"You were thinking that everything today was… a lot," smiled Andre.
Ariadne smiled at him and placed her head on his shoulder. "Right! Now you can hear my thoughts."
"Yes, dear, and you are right. Today was something else and we made it till now, together," said Andre.
"You are so right," said Ariadne. Andre sweetly kissed her hair.
"You seem to like the moon," said Andre.