Imperial Capital Camelot, Black Lily District, Dark Night Garden.
Fine rain drizzles down.
The showers of late summer come and go without a trace.
Amidst the hazy lights under the rain, a carriage stops by the bustling roadside, splashing small droplets.
Unlike the other carriages traversing the street, this one has a matte black carriage body, with the emblem of a Black Eagle and Sword Shield along the carriage's edge.
The eight contract families of the Fresta Empire use plants as their emblems, but the Black Eagle and Sword Shield is exclusive to the Empire's Royal Family.
A blonde girl light-footedly leaps down from the carriage.
As soon as her toes touch the ground, a jet-black umbrella shields her head.
"I didn't expect you to be quite the romantic, Shiayar."
Enola glances at the black umbrella above her, silently inching closer to the boy holding it.
For Shiayar and Enola now, there are countless ways to keep dry more conveniently.
