After washing himself up, Leon and Alice sat face-to-face. In between them, the bonfire crackled, illuminating the cave with its golden hue.
Although the moonlight coming from above could illuminate the entire cave, Alice and Leon chose to light a fire instead. Not for light, but to warm themselves.
"Achoo—!"
Alice sneezed again, covering herself with the cloak she borrowed from the swordmaiden.
"Did you catch a cold?" Leon asked, seeing her condition.
Alice simply nodded, wiping her lips with the piece of cloth she was holding.
"I'll be fine by tomorrow; my body just needs to adjust to the sudden change of weather."
"Haah… fuck your stupid decision for choosing this book," she muttered, cursing again.
Leon didn't even bother reacting this time. He already knew she wasn't like the other noble girls; she never had been.
