Having a clingy fiancé is better than having an ignorant one, right?

"When is the trial?"

I asked while Natha finally got his breakfast. We were still in the office, because to show that life would still go on, the Lord should still be working. But Natha didn't let me go back to the quarters or visit Izzi in the research tower.

He wanted me there, with him, period.

"New Year," Natha replied dryly.

"What, on the New Year?!" Arta yelled in flabbergastion. "Are they crazy?!"

Natha shook his head and swallowed the food in his mouth before replying. "The last day of the festival."

"Festival?" I took a grape from Natha's fruit bowl and popped it in my mouth. There would be another festival? I tried to remember the realm's calendar. "Ah...the blessing?"