Kapitel 93: He was getting tired for unknown reasons

"Hmm, is something wrong?" Aether's brows furrowed in mild concern as he noticed the Archpriestess staring at him intently during their dance.

"Nothing, young man, just a curious sense of.... familiarity," the Archpriestess replied casually, though her eyes betrayed a deeper intrigue as she unconsciously closed the distance between them.

As they danced to the slow beat, Aether's hand rested on her slim hips while the Archpriestess's hands found a place on his shoulders, their movements syncing effortlessly with the rhythm.

"You too?" Aether's surprise was evident in his expression, mirroring the familiarity he also felt toward her.

"Hmm?" The Archpriestess's curiosity was piqued, her grey eyes sparkling with hidden secrets.

"Yes, there's something about your eyes that reminds me of someone," Aether muttered, his tone tinged with a hint of melancholy, memories from a tumultuous night flashing through his mind.