By the springtime, Termina itself seemed to blossom, as though the town was made naturally. The flowers in gardens bloomed, and the trees were thick and green, the foliage creating a barrier around the East side of town. The water moved quickly through the canal, making a soft hush that only springtime heard.

Karsh was pacing back and forth outside of his house, dressed as best as he could, but his hair left unkempt as it normally was. He held in his hand the bellflower that Lady Riddel had given to him years before, and he quietly muttered what sounded like a prepared speech. "Lady Riddel, I… I can't stop thinking about you and I… Oh damn it! This is pointless." Karsh looked up and saw Riddel come into view from a distance, next to Dario. He turned around and faced the other direction, his eyes focusing again on his vibrant bellflower. His mind returned to that first day Riddel had given him the flower, and her face as she walked away.

"Karsh? Are you listening?" Dario said, rather loudly. Karsh spun around, holding his flower behind his back. He seemed to have been dazed again.

"Huh…?" He replied, now more conscious to his company. "Oh, sorry. So what is it?" He glanced at the two of them wearing their formal clothing as though they had just come from a ceremony. "What's with the formality?"

"Um… How should I… Actually, I…" Dario was acting just as embarrassed as his younger brother had once been. He avoided eye contact with his friend.

Karsh stepped forward. "Why are ya acting so strange? Spit it out."

"A-ay… To tell you the truth…"

Riddel jumped in, to save Dario the effort of telling Karsh what she had no idea would break his heart. "Karsh, we are pledged to marry." Karsh's stomach dropped, as if he had just fallen a long distance. "I have already told Daddy about it…"

Dario turned his face towards Karsh, and quietly said, "Th-that is what I wanted to tell you… Will you bless us with your approval, Karsh?"

Karsh swallowed with the effort necessary to swallow a rock. "Marry…?" His heart froze in surprise. It was too soon; he had not seen it coming. But he was a gentleman. "S-so that's it! Well, Congratulations! So when's it gonna be, and where?"

Dario spoke with a new comfort that came from Karsh's feigned enthusiasm. "We haven't decided on a date yet. We still need to finish surveying the Isle of the Damned, first. It's just that…"

"Just what…?" Karsh said, expecting another unwelcome surprise.

"I want the wedding here," Dario explained. Riddel seemed to agree, but remained silent so the two could speak. "The place where we have cried together, laughed together, and shared our dreams… together."

Karsh, though shocked of this assault of staggering news, grinned at Dario's sentimentality. "You never change, Dario. Hey, then I'll have to fill this dull vacant lot with loads of bellflowers. Just tell me if I can help ya in any way."

Dario felt a tear slide down his cheek, hearing Karsh's willingness to resign once again to what would make him happy. It truly was what Karsh wished. Riddel happily thanked Karsh. Dario could not say anything other than, "Thank you, Karsh…" And with that, they left to tell Glenn, Karsh assumed.

Karsh turned around and stared at the bellflower in his hand. With a single tear, he ripped apart its petals and threw it aside.