"Is this the thanks I get after doing my best to give you a taste of home?" Friya replied, opening a Warp Steps leading straight to their destination.
It was a large grassy clearing surrounded by widely spaced trees. Much to Nalrond's surprise, Friya had chosen for their date one of the parks at the outskirt of the city. It was still hours before curfew, yet no one else was there.
The crescent moon high in the sky reflected on the nearby small lake whose surface was disturbed only by the wind. Small groups of waterbirds rested near the pond, looking to the newcomers with curiosity and expectation.
They started to quack at the couple, hoping for some treats.
He had to admit that it truly was a romantic location, maybe too much for a first date.
"Why do you think I never came to visit you in the Desert?" Nalrond replied with a scoff. "I had plenty of home during our trip to the Fringe. There's nothing for me here but bad memories. So, yes. This is all the thanks you get."
"Wow, you are a real fun guy. If you don't like it, we'll go somewhere else. What do you have in mind?" She asked while feeding the birds with fresh bread.
Ducks, swans, and other smaller creatures surrounded her in a colorful parade that seemed to sing her praises.
"You decided everything and I have to come up with an alternative? It's too late now and the few establishments I know are already full at this time. We'll have to wait hours for a table." He replied.
"If you want to be as grumpy as Lith, you should always have a contingency plan like he does." She chuckled. "I'm hungry now and I'm not going to wait one minute more than necessary. Join me or leave. It's up to you."
Friya took what looked like a huge cloth ball out of her dimensional amulet and threw it a few meters from them. Upon contact with the ground, the ball opened, revealing the presence of thin metal pieces that assembled themselves into four long poles.
A couple of seconds later the ball had transformed into a white canopy tent with the side towards the pond open and a transparent roof. An already set table and two wooden chairs appeared as well and Friya sat on one of them, waiting for his answer.
Seeing how much thought and preparation she had put into their date Nalrond felt like a jerk. He sighed loudly and joined her, discovering that not only was the inside of the tent heated, but the roof also amplified the moonlight.
The silvery glow illuminated everything as clear as day, as if they were under a clear sky and a full moon. The plain white porcelain plates shone like silver and the tableware seemed enchanted.
Yet the beauty of the scene was nothing compared with the sparkles that the moonlight created by reflecting on Friya's eyes and multi-colored hair, making her look like a fairy queen out of a bard's tale.
Nalrond opened his mouth to thank her but his throat was too raspy and dry to talk. He swallowed loudly several times but his voice simply refused to come out.
"That's the first nice thing you've said tonight." She giggled while pouring some water into his glass.
'Pull yourself together and stop acting like a jerk.' He thought to himself while drinking furiously. 'Are you always this unpleasant to those who try and be nice to you or are you just walking an extra mile for her?'
"You are welcome." She politely nodded while conjuring small plates of different kinds of appetizers from her dimensional amulet. "I just thought that we could use some privacy. frёewebηovel.cѳm
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