Nathan
I leaned back in my office chair, phone pressed to my ear, with a smile tugging at my lips as Lyla's voice filled the room through the phone.
The warmth of her voice was the only antidote to my endless tasks and preparations for the Harvest Moon Festival.
"I miss you, Lyla," I said softly, sighing with longing that was becoming hard to suppress... "It feels like I haven't seen you for ages."
"I miss you more," she sighed. "I honestly wanted to return as soon as I recovered, but the High Priestess would not hear a word of it. She insists I should wait until after the Harvest Moon Festival, and then I can go with you."