A soft breath of cold air brushed against Zephyr's face from one side. At the same time, warmth flowed onto his face from the other. Even before he opened his eyes, Zephyr could see light flickering through his eyelids. The warmth was radiating from the direction of the light.
"Hm," he groaned, confused.
The last thing he remembered was... fainting.
'Did I do something stupid again?' Zephyr wondered, opening his eyes.
He was lying on his back. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw the night sky and the twinkle of starlight. Turning to the side, he gazed at the flickering light coming from a small bonfire.
'Ugh!'
'It seems I'm not dead. That's good,' Zephyr thought.
Then he squinted, gazing at the silhouette sitting behind the fire. Her golden hair was lit perfectly by the flames, allowing him to instantly recognize her.
'Aurelia.'
Next to her, another person was sitting, gazing into the fire.
'Elenor.'
