"Alright."
The priest said with a smile, folding his arms just like Shard, then turned aside to watch the flames in the fireplace. The two were silent for a while, each lost in their own thoughts. Amidst the slight crackling of the flames, only Mia's breathing was even and calm; the cat seemed to be asleep.
"The spring of 1854, it's coming soon, isn't it?"
"Yes, I hope so... it would be best if it does."
That night, Shard had a very strange dream. When he woke up on Tuesday morning, he couldn't clearly recall what exactly he saw in the dream, only remembering himself chasing after Long-Haired Luvia, running incessantly through the snowy Dark Forest.
He was awakened by the sound of Mia scratching the wardrobe door, feeling a bit of an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart. But then he suddenly felt a chill, surreptitiously glancing at the sleepy-eyed golden-haired girl beside him, who was also woken up, and cautiously asked in his heart:
