Kazimir left a letter on Kurisa's table early in the morning. It invited her to meet him at the base of the small mountain range a little beyond the hot springs. It also said to pack a small bag for a couple of days. The wind mage had been out doing work and stumbled across a small place overlooked as it was higher up into the mountain.
The wind mage flew over the streets and landed at the base of the mountain. His griffon was waiting patiently for him.
"Alright. You know the drill. When she arrives, fly her up to the spot when she gets here," Kaz said and the griffon nodded.
The wind mage then flew up the same path the griffon would take. Weaving through the layers of hot springs that led up the mountain path until they became fewer and fewer. Soon they were all replaced by the snow-capped trees of the forest.
The wind mage crossed the bluff, revealing another singular hot spring, hotel. With an old couple waiting for him.
"Sorry I'm running behind."
"Not at all. You're the reason we opened back up. With the mountain path having been closed and people not wanting to make the trip all the way up here, we were certain we'd stay closed. The place is yours and the table is ready. Let us know if you need anything."
"Thank you," he bowed and accepted the key from them. The couple smiled and walked away to a house a little down the path.
A table stood on a cobblestoned platform that was open to the sky above. It was covered with food that they had prepared and a single rose sticking from a glass. The couple's daughter helped set the table and then drug her younger brother off to finish preparing the private hot spring.
Kaz shook his hands a little nervous about her arrival. He took his seat at the table and shifted from one position to the next, not sure which would look more casual when she arrived. Leg crossed over or not?
"You'll be fine Kaz. Just sit," The young lady called out as she balanced the water level of the hot spring and walked off.
"Thanks," Kaz replied and finally settled in.