Chapter 115: Kettlemore Estate
When they stepped outside the inn, the air felt strangely fresh, as if no time had passed at all. In fact, it hadn't even been an hour.
"Strange…" Ethan muttered, rubbing his stomach. "Why do I feel empty then?"
Lirael gave him a jab with her elbow. "I told you, you think with your stomach."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." He smirked. "Let's get something light… or should I just eat you instead?"
Her cheeks puffed slightly, her voice rising. "You always have something to say to me, don't you?"
"Hehe, that's because you're way too easy."
"Hmph! It's only because it's you."
"Yes," Ethan said more softly this time, his smile carrying a weight behind it, "only because it's me."
Lirael's lips twitched as if she wanted to argue, but she only turned her head away, hiding her expression.
With that, the two strolled leisurely through the streets, deciding on a light snack. The mood was warm, simple… fleeting.
