In the soft light of the crescent moon, two people sat on a white bench, cuddling each other, sideways in the Palace's garden. All reproach and complaints were gone and all that left was love between them. The silence surrounded them, but the two birds enjoyed it, tuning their hearts along with the rhythm of the flowing wind.
"Ain't you feeling cold?" Elric asked Evelyn.
She shook her head slightly with a soft smile and continued enjoying the silence. Her eyes were closed, but she could feel the movement of his chest as he exhaled. Suddenly she sensed the cold air, brushing off her cheeks. The fringe of hair tickled her neck, irritating. Furrowing her brows, she looked up to see Elric blowing air on her.
Catching him red-handed, she pulled away from him and pouted. He pinched her nose as if she was a small child, making her chuckle. When she was about to cuddle him back she remembered the questions she wanted to ask him.