Let's go to a Festival!

Velryna hesitated for a moment before accepting Dante's hand. He gently pulled her closer, and together they began walking through the park. The soft breeze tousled her newly colored hair as their slow steps echoed on the stone path cutting through the vast greenery.

For a while, they walked in silence. Velryna still seemed distant, her mind wandering between the shadows of her past and the uncertainties of the present. But Dante knew that sometimes, words needed space to be heard—and at that moment, he wanted Velryna to feel the tranquility around them before saying what needed to be said.

After a few minutes of walking, Dante glanced at her from the corner of his eye and finally broke the silence.

"You know... I've never really talked about this, but there's something I've always wanted you to know," he said.

Velryna looked up at him, surprised by the sudden seriousness in his voice. "What?"