Kian Sterling quietly followed her, slipping out of the hut.
Outside, the moonlight was as clear as water, and the night breeze carried the fresh scent of grass and trees as it swept by.
"It gets chilly at night, wear this."
Kian gently draped a cloak over her shoulders, speaking softly.
Luna didn't refuse. She pulled the cloak tighter around herself as the two of them walked together toward the dense forest.
Malachi Arcanus had just located them and caught sight of this scene, a faint frown appearing on his face.
Where are the two of them going in the middle of the night?
Without knowing what came over him, he quietly followed behind.
Meanwhile, Luna and Kian soon reached the thicket, where the thick branches and leaves of ancient trees rustled in the night breeze.
Accompanied by chirping birds and insects, the sounds became even clearer in the quiet of night.
"What you said this evening..."
