Solomon was not a fool. He knew that Jiaoying still had other duties to attend to in Eirbaine.
She was a knight commander, after all. A position that one could spend a lifetime trying to reach and still fail.
It was a miracle that she had been able to stick around this long.
He always knew that she would have to leave one day. But he still felt blindsided when the moment finally came.
"You mourn for me even though I have not yet departed? I am touched." Jiaoying teased.
Solomon makes a gruff noise as he turns away.
Somehow, the three of them had ended up sitting around a table in Yari's quarters.
A bottle of alcohol sat open between them, along with three wooden cups provided by their host.
"He's not the only one... distressed by your looming departure." Yari stared into her cup. "I also find myself rather upset when I think of the day when you no longer grace these halls."
Jiaoying smiles at her sadly.
