Chapter 105: Fun of the Moon Festival (2)

Ophelia gasped as she materialized on the rooftop of one of the tallest buildings in the imperial metropolis, her breath misting in the crisp winter air. She clutched the edge of Nikolai’s cloak, her gaze sweeping over the sprawling city below. His expression was a mask of cold detachment, his smile a brittle curve on his lips that failed to reach his eyes. She sighed, taking in the breathtaking view of the city spread out beneath them. The streets were alive with activity; a sea of people moved purposefully, carriages clattered along, and stalls and shops offered every conceivable wares. The festive atmosphere was inescapable, with music and laughter blending into the brisk air, mingling with the enticing aroma of various foods. Nikolai’s gaze was fixed on her, his earlier sternness giving way to a softer, though still guarded, look. It was clear he was not accustomed to such vibrant displays of joy. Ophelia couldn’t help but wonder what thoughts were flitting through his mind. Besi