With that, they made their way to the tall pine trees near the event area.
The soft crunch of snow beneath their boots was the only sound for a moment—until Eleonora suddenly looped her arm through his.
Aestrea stiffened.
"...What are you doing?"
She leaned in slightly, her voice smooth and warm.
"Oh my~ It's cold, isn't it?"
"...You have mana. You don't get cold."
She laughed softly.
"My, my~ You're no fun, are you?"
Aestrea sighed but didn't push her away.
When they reached the tree, Aestrea quickly spotted a rolled-up scroll tied with a red ribbon.
He bent down, grabbing it from the snow.
Eleonora clapped her hands lightly.
"Oh my~ Such sharp eyes~ I do love a man who's quick with his hands."
Aestrea paused mid-motion.
"...You're doing this on purpose."
She smiled sweetly.
"Doing what, dear~?"
Aestrea squinted at her before handing her the scroll.
"...Read the next one."
She giggled before unrolling it.
"I sparkle in the night, cold and bright,
