Chapter 364 Caelan’s Proposal Night
That night, the full moon reflected its light on the surface of the Valeora River.
The village was silent, with only the sound of crickets and the whisper of the wind rustling through the rice fields.
Jeanne sat on the small dock she usually visited with Caelan.
She wore a simple soft blue dress—far from the robes of Continuum she used to wear.
In her lap, a wildflower picked by the village children earlier that morning.
With the gentle night breeze brushing against her face, Jeanne felt a calmness she rarely experienced; moments like this reminded her of simpler times when laughter echoed across the open fields, and hope sparkled in the eyes of every villager, creating countless unforgettable memories.
The sound of footsteps approached.
"Jeanne."
The voice was warm yet nervous.
She recognized Caelan's voice, and as she turned around, her heart fluttered at the sight of him. Caelan stood behind her, dressed in the finest attire of a Valeoran farmer—a crisp white shirt and dark brown leather trousers. His eyes sparkled under the moonlight, reflecting a mixture of hope and fear.
Jeanne felt a surge of strong emotions; one part of her wanted to leap with excitement, while another was tossed about by doubt. She wondered what Caelan wanted to say. Was this the moment for them to embark on a new Chapter in their lives?