"Our kiss, that's my happiest thought these days," he said openly.
"You pervert," she said and hit his arms. He laughed out loud. He wanted to see her smile and he succeeded in it. "Shut up and walk, we are about to reach the ghost town," she said. Daniel jeot quiet even though he heard everything. Nothing mattered to him at the moment except Emma.
The night fell. Volca looked around and checked the safety. They found an empty house to rest for the night. Even during the war the Realm was well preserved, biting damaged but just the everyone died. The heavens asked the ghosts to not support the ghost King, but unfortunately even the children were forced to participate in the war which led to thousands dying together. Some ran away, but they were not punished later, some never participated, many died and few kids were saved and moved to other realms hiding their identities and bringing them up under different situations and backgrounds.