After hearing his explanation, Celestia couldn't help but feel the weight of the object in her palm. "But... why are you giving this to me?"
"Consider it a wedding gift. And a little something to remember how we met." Lucas looked at her with that unreadable gaze of his. Then, without another word, he stood up.
"Alright, I won't keep you from lunch. I'll head out." Not waiting for any response, he turned and left the private room.
Only when the door clicked shut did Celestia snap out of it.
Outside, the thick snow was slowly melting under the soft winter sun, the air fresh and almost cleansing, like the world had hit a refresh button.
*****
A sleek Rolls-Royce rolled through the gates of the Carrington estate and came to a stop in front of the grand entrance after a fiv
