Chapter 61

In the darkness of the night, in a deserted route where the wildness and the crickets of the night were heard, two figures were seen.

The huge figure of a male walking in slow, steady steps with a very drunk female wrapped in his arms. The long silver-gold mane that is his hair was in complete contrast with the night, resting beautifully down his back.

Upclose, his handsome chiseled face was drawn in a dark frown, his lips curved in a snarl. While, the woman in his arms was singing out excitedly, drunkenly.

"I can seeeeeeeee the foreeeeeest! It's so beautifuuuuul! So many aniiiiiiiimals in the riveeeeer!" Hiccup, hiccup. "I can smeeeeeeell the roooooooses! They are danciiiiing in the wiiiiiiiiiiild!!!"

"Keep. It. Down." He commanded, for the umpteenth time, through gritted teeth.

"Where are these beeeeeeeautiful staaaaars coming frooooom!? Aaaaaah, what a gooooooood dreeeam!" She giggled like the happiest child. "Is this an elephant riiiiiight in froooooont of meeeeeeeeeee!?"

Wolfar