Chapter 113

“…Darcy.”

I greeted him in a surprised tone, clutching my cloak. I had thought he’d be busy, but here he was. I couldn’t believe he had managed to come at this hour.

Honestly, I was more relieved than anything. After spending time with people who could only be described as the bane of my existence, seeing Darcy’s face brought an immediate sense of calm.

It seemed the heavens agreed, as a gentle spring breeze began to blow. Darcy brushed his silver hair back and lowered his gaze.

“It’s your festival. Of course, I had to come.”

“That …