A small vacation was in order., in one of the most romantic places he could think of. Away from the strife of Fiore. The wind mage sent her a message through the guild to meet him in Stella when she was able, and when he received word of when she'd arrive he had begun making preparations. Tonight he wanted to tell her something that was lingering on his mind.
The city was filled with towering buildings and interwoven streets. Lacrima powered the lights keeping the pollution minimal. A lake nestled near the center of the city that was built around it. Barges lined the middle of the lake with lush green fields surrounding it, filled with people. Citizens rushed back and forth on the barges setting up rows and rows of tubes and lacrima.
Kaz sat on the ledge of the tall hotel, looking out at the city covered in darkness. The only light illuminated from the soft glow of homes and the lakeside restaurants reflecting in the water. One by one they all shut off.
The hotel room was on the top floor with an open-air deck. Small lights dotted the railings that circled the terrace. A wall of glass housed the bedroom and small kitchen. Curtain trapped down, giving privacy to the already unseeable rooftop getaway.
Plants outlined the roof. Vines trapped over the side, like waterfalls of flora. Kaz unstrapped the bands of his armor and let them flop to the sides. His shoulders slouched back as he laid down with his hands behind his head. His eyes shut with ease. Darkness and silence filled his world for that brief moment. And all he could think of was her.
It felt like such a fleeting amount of time for them to know one another but he was already taken with her. It was hard to believe it happened after such a swift reunion. And after having turned into a vampire, he had given up any thought of having a child...but she had reignited that thought.
Light flashed against his eyelids. They squinted tighter, then relaxed. The firework show had begun and each distant bang left a trail of colors in the sky that radiated a soft glow on his eyes. A wind washed over his body but the night air was still warm. He wondered what she had been up, and where her journey had taken her.