Luka’s POV
That evening, Alfred led me to the supposed annual gathering and we did well to blend among the crowd, keeping our presence hidden. It was a good night's worth of dancing though, as it was clear that most people were going for a reason other than to socialize.
“There are some maidens over there.”
Alfred whispered to me as if I was blind.
I gave him a stern look that made him mumble a few words of apology before hurrying away.
I looked at them, each adorned in designer dresses and elegant jewelry, all of them giggling as they sipped their drinks from fancy glasses. They seemed so happy, so carefree, that it almost seemed as if everything would be alright. But I knew that such a feeling couldn't last forever. The world won't keep spinning on its axis with happiness like this
