The Reunion

The journey back to the Britalienne Empire took a full day, granting Vergil and Freya a rare moment of peace. With no pressing matters, the two were free to spend time together, enjoying each other's company like a proper couple.

As they sat together on the deck of the Leviathan-class airship, Freya leaned against Vergil's shoulder, watching the clouds drift past. The sky was painted in warm hues of orange and pink as the sun began to set.

Vergil broke the comfortable silence. "There's one last secret I haven't told you yet, Freya." His voice was calm, but there was a hidden weight behind his words.

Freya lifted her head slightly, glancing at him with curiosity. "Oh? And what might that be?"

Vergil smirked. "I'll tell you… but only when we pick up Mina and the others in Kainaldia."

Freya narrowed her golden eyes. "Vergil…" she warned, clearly not satisfied with his answer. "You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?"