Aranea and Darenn already stopped teasing each other. Zann and Leonel had already bought three bottles of alcohol for Darenn, carrying the bottles for him.
Zann would give him the bottle once he told them that he already needed to drink one.
Once everything was settled, the four of them already started leaving Hesreth Street. The moment they came out, they were already out in the vast green lands, the four of them feeling the breeze kiss their skin.
Aranea especially liked the cold air. She closed her eyes, a calming smile appearing on her face as she appreciated another scenery that she didn't see back in the orphanage.
There is a casual grace to the meadow, as if it has a peripheral awareness of its own beauty yet would rather be at peace in this warm sun. That meadow was a happy song, a poetry to the eye and the soul, bright in all the hues the world can dream of.