"Such is the charm of classic drama, love... celebrated for centuries. If it is a tragedy, it will be even more thought-provoking, widely retold, adding to the love story the breaking of feudal shackles, but merely finding a grandiose excuse for their selfishness."
Lorde watched her silently, surprised by her thoughts. Wasn't she deeply moved just a moment ago?
"But life only happens once, it must be lived with a bit of recklessness, don't you think?"
Lorde thought of that man and sighed inwardly.
"Let's go, I'll take you back." Lorde stood up, and the two left together.
The curtains fell on the drama, and the audience dispersed like flowing water.
Just as they left the box, the opposite door suddenly opened from inside, and a woman in a tight short skirt emerged holding a man's arm. Their eyes met, and the woman froze for a moment upon seeing Lorde.
