The journey back to town was surprisingly quiet.
After washing away the grime of battle, the blood of the Bone Burrower, and the dust from the forest, Liam and Tatiana simply walked side by side beneath the fading light of the evening sky. The four moons had already begun climbing into the heavens one after another, casting silvery hues across the roads while lanterns hanging outside homes and shops slowly illuminated the streets. The people of the town were still moving about, merchants calling out to late customers, children chasing one another through narrow alleys, and adventurers laughing loudly outside taverns after returning from their own hunts.
Neither Liam nor Tatiana paid much attention to any of it.
Ever since the pond…
Ever since that confession…
Ever since that kiss…
The atmosphere between them had become… strange.
Not uncomfortable.
Just… different.
Neither of them knew what to say anymore.
