Tonight, Eryndor’s Mark and Valschia’s Anton made an unforgettable night together. Under the dark night sky, Anton asked Mark to take a walk and have dinner with him, and Mark agreed with a smile. “Come on,” Anton said, nudging Mark’s arm as they stepped out into the cool night air. “Let’s take a walk first.” Mark sighed, but he was smiling. “You always act like you’re the older one.”“I am the wiser one,” Anton replied. “Debatable,” Mark said.

They walked through the quiet night streets, the city lights glowing softly around them. The buildings stood tall in the darkness, and the reflections on the pavement made everything feel calm and dreamy. They talked and laughed like they had done a hundred times before, their voices blending with the stillness of the night.

Later, over dinner, the warm light from inside the restaurant contrasted with the dark city outside. Anton leaned back and said, “Tonight was actually nice." Mark nodded, glancing out at the night skyline. “Yeah. Unforgettable, even.”Anton grinned. “Don’t get sentimental on me.” “No promises,” Mark said, and they both laughed.