We were ushered to a small balcony-like gazebo on a small cliff overlooking a pond. A few colorful fish drifted lazily through the shallows, ducking behind reeds and floating water lilies whenever I tried to steal a glance. The ground beneath the marble pillars and tiled roof was white-washed cobblestone, smooth against my shoes. It wasn't long before we were seated, and a waiter appeared.
"What'll you be having?"
I looked up, eyes wide, at the man addressing me. He wore a white uniform with the runes of The Spire's End emblazoned on his left breast. And he was waiting for me to answer.
"I, um…" I looked helplessly at R'lissea, sitting beside me.
"Something light," she said quickly. "A broth, maybe."
"T-that," I said, nodding.
The waiter glanced at Elaine, who shrugged.
"As you wish. And you, Life Hero?"
She ordered some specialty dish I didn't know the name of, and the waiter left. I let out a pent-up breath, sagging in my seat.
