Night drew into the sky. Every evening within the manor felt as if it was shrouded with frightful silence as though a beast would be lurking within the walls of the estate. However, this night was better than it was before. There was no appalling silence that plagued the nearly empty hallways and no darkness that would shroud even the darkest place within the manor.
Why was this the case? It was because it was the night of the Ecklarian snow.
The dark sky, covered by the clouds of pale gold, seemed to enchant one's eyes. Locking them in their magical splendor. The Eve of Ecklarian has come and one would be a fool not to recognize the beauty of the twilight heavens. Every page and servant who would wander through the halls, passing every window and looking at the skies of gold, would pause and admire its beauty before realizing their loss of time and then they would hastily hurry.
...
"We should make sure to avoid every single person. I cannot risk getting your identity exposed." Lush lips of rose whispered. Silver eyes were layered with a hint of concern and thrill. His fingers gently tucked every single strand of his hair within the shadows of his hood.
Moulin stopped when large fingers reached out to tie the golden ribbon of his cloak. Elegantly and skillfully tying the laces together. With ease and grace.
Hadrian was wearing a long black hooded cloak. The ends of the long fabric gently rested behind his ankles. The golden swirls within his eyes deepened in amusement. Although he too was eager for the trip his beloved had proposed, it seems that Moulin was more delighted and enthusiastic than him.
Hadrian withdrew and his hand instinctively rose to caress the rosy cheek with his knuckles. A smile graced the youth's expression. Silver eyes were filled with affection.
"Y-Young master..." A meek voice called out with a stutter. Both men turned their gaze and saw Pola who was nervously biting her lips.
"What is it, Pola?" Moulin pulled away with knitted eyebrows. He slightly pulled away from the lord in front of him before turning his gaze to his anxious attendant.
The young woman lifted her gaze and glanced at Hadrian. Her fingertips fiddled with her skirt as she spoke. "Do you really think it is alright for you to go out tonight? The Lord strictly forbids anyone from leaving and entering the estate at night. Although it is the Ecklarian snow, we need to be very careful."
Moulin shook his head with a smile, "We won't be gone for too long, Pola. I promise. We will return as soon as we can..."
Although Pola remained nervous, she trusted her master's words. "Alright..."
"Good." Moulin walked towards her and patted her shoulder to cheer her up. "Don't be so worried. Nothing will happen."
"Okay..."
Pola felt a bit lost as she gazed into her master's striking silver eyes. This was her precious young master. He would keep his word.
Moulin smiled softly. Pola always looked very worried when it comes to him. Whenever he wasn't within her sight, she would become flustered and anxious. Moulin was always grateful for her care and trust. Pola was like a sister to him. A very protective one.
A chuckle left Moulin's lips. Before he and Hadrian teleported away from his chambers, he carefully told Pola to watch over the two pups while they were out. Blinking, Pola only nodded in obedience.
The moment Moulin and Hadrian had disappeared from her sight, she slowly turned her head to stare at the snow-white fox and the black wolf on the bed. Snow was innocently blinking his round beady eyes at Pola while Keir wagged his tail with a soft bark.
