The Good Times
Slaine hadn't watched the leaves fall in a long time. He hadn't experienced this weather either. Weather so… perfect. He preferred the snow, but Autumn had a beautiful hold on his attention. What made this weather so perfect was the scenery. He had a perfect view of nature. Of the yellow, orange, and red trees splayed across the wide expanse of an open field. Everywhere he looked was beautiful.
"I brought you this tea Lady Rayet showed me." Harklight said, sitting beside Slaine. Slaine accepted the tea, thankful to actually spend time with his friend. To enjoy this peace with Harklight was amazing and unbelievable. They had met and bonded in a time of war. For a day like this to happen… it was truly unbelievable.
"Do you think Lemrina would enjoy a view like this?" Slaine asked. He missed seeing her. Despite her uncomfortable romantic affections for him, he had come to see her as a sister. He knew telling her would hurt her deeply.
Harklight, strangely, looked in his element when he wore a light, dark brown sweater and gray sweatpants. "I imagine that she would enjoy anything you present to her, minus a fiancee."
Slaine laughed. "You sarcastic snot! You've been hanging around Rayet too much."
"She's good company." He said with a smile.
"She's good for you. It's good to see you smiling and more relaxed."
"Much like how Lady Inaho is good for you, I suppose."
Slaine looked immediately at Harklight's admission. What did that mean? Did that mean Harklight liked Rayet, or that he wanted to marry her? Did that mean that he thought Slaine and Inaho were in love?
Slaine felt his face burn. Harklight laughed heartily at Slaine's face.
"What does that mean?" Slaine mumbled, admitting that he jumped to a lot of conclusions.
Harklight cocked his head to the side, and took a sip of his tea. "It means whatever you want it to mean."