Viretta and Iola walked through the bustling streets. Unlike the market lined with street stalls, this street was lined with more upscale shops, such as tailors and miscellaneous goods stores.

The scale of the capital’s streets and the quality of the goods were extraordinary. Viretta curiously examined the storefronts, looking at the latest trends in the capital.

"It’s been a while since it’s just been the two of us."

Iola, right next to Viretta, crossed his arms and escorted her.

"Yes, it has. We’ve been riding in the carriage for days. Even when we stop in villages, Ranken tries not to let go of my side."

From the mining village to the capital, for five days, Ranken had kept a close watch on Viretta, his eyes always alert, ensuring she didn’t disappear like last time when she had flown into the sky.

In the moments he had briefly looked away, the trauma of thinking Viretta had flown away deeply ingrained in him, so he couldn’t let her out of his sight.

"He did the same with me. When you disappeared, Viretta, he found only you and even apologized for it. I think I understand why you find Ranken so endearing."

Meanwhile, Iola, feeling somewhat apologetic, adopted a more humble posture.@@novelbin@@

Ranken, troubled by the fact that he only searched for Viretta, repeatedly apologized and acted like a dog following Iola, staying close to him.

They couldn’t fall behind on the carriage journey, but still, the two of them couldn’t leave Ranken’s watchful eyes.

"Ranken is that careful, isn’t he? So, did you want to be a bit away from him?"

"On the contrary, I felt sorry for leaving him behind, but I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to be alone with you, so I made the decision. I’m glad he stepped back without hesitation."

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