Despite the blood season ending and the blue snow seizing to exist. The harsh weather of winter was still faliing endlessly.
"Young master are you nervous?"
"What do you mean?"
"Its because you are shaking, are you alright? Do you want me to pick up the herbal tea that the young miss made for you"
Liam sincerely offered but Eros just shook his head.
"There is no need for that I dont need it the tea either, and besides this shaking"
He glance at his trembling hands before strongly clenching them.
"Its not about being nervou" a confident smile then escape from his along hs firm and resolute voice.
"Its excitement"
The cold harsh wind seeped deeper into Eros' armor as he stepped off the airship. Snowflakes swirled in chaotic breeze, they dance like spirits ready to spread their dangerous wings. The young duke look at his surrounding all he could see is a city filled with snow, one that received less damage than the other territories.
