Eleonora dropped the sword she was wielding, gazing straight at the youth who appeared in the training field.
She could not believe what her eyes were showing her, but no matter how many times she blinked, the face of the youth remained the same. Arthur was important to her in ways she could not explain, and Eleonora could not help but scream his name.
"Arthur? Are you truly there? I am not dreaming, right?" Eleonora said.
"Yes, I am here. Come," Arthur said, opening up his arms.
He did not need to say a word, as Eleonora understood the message. Instead, she ran toward him, jumping in his arms, something she had been dreaming of doing since the very moment Arthur left.
Eleonora's arms wrapped around Arthur's waist, but differently from Signy, she was not holding back! Eleonora held him tightly, afraid he could vanish at any moment.