I Became a Childhood Friend With the Villainous Saintess

Chapter 62: The Barony of Esquente (4)

I couldn’t sleep well that night.

The face of Sirien, smiling as she promised to grant my wish, lingered in my mind.

The more I tried to shake it off, the more it stirred unease within me.

That dazzling smile. The sunlight streaming down as she held my hand, guiding me forward.

And those eyes, as if waiting for an answer.

My thoughts grew so tangled that I found myself running laps around the training ground late into the night.

It was only after exhausting myself that I could finally clear my mind of such needless musings.

Regardless of my restless night, time marched on, and the day of the festival arrived.