Within the bustling marketplace after the noon exhibitions were through, cultivators from various guilds mingled. The entire competition grounds hummed with voices boasting and with speculations mounting about the upcoming events. Elua wove through the crowd attached to Qatrand's arm, her keen ears catching snippets of their conversations.
"So, where are we actually going?"
"You ask that as if I bothered to make a plan in the moment other than to walk with you."
"Didn't you?"
The brunette 'giggled' and smirked up at her beloved. Mint eyes dulled slightly before rebounding back to life.
"Well~ I did, but convincing you to kiss me as much as you are willing is more like a life goal than a specific scheme."