This little courtyard, would only ever open for them
"Now that's more like it..."
Sylvia finally broke into a smile through her tears, playfully punching Timothy on the arm.
As the curtains were drawn back, warm sunlight poured into the room, and the breeze carried a hint of coolness.
It was already past eight in the morning.
By this time, most families had finished breakfast and were out in the fields, starting a long day of hard work.
The whole town felt peaceful and serene, so calm that it was easy to get lost in the tranquility.
But...
"I can't believe how fast the day went by. Today, we have to head back to Sky Sanctuary."
Standing at the door, Sylvia suddenly turned around.
A gentle breeze lifted the hem of her light blue dress, making it flutter softly like a blooming camellia—elegant and breathtaking.
"Yeah, a lot of people are waiting for us. And... there's still a wedding to plan."