Corvo Bianco Vineyards.
The southernmost region of the City of White Raven bathed in the early evening glow.
The sky, though still bright, displayed various shades of orange and gold.
"Erni, what will you do after you leave Anfang?" Nina inquired, her gaze fixed on Eren. Seated at a garden table, surrounded by vibrant greenery, the two engaged in conversation.
"Hmm, that's an interesting question," responded Eren between bites of his supper—Scotch Eggs paired with White Raven ale. Taking a small bite and washing it down with a sip of ale, he continued, "Missing you will be the first on my agenda," a knowing smile accompanying his words.
"Hehe. You don't have to use your sweet nothings to convince me, Erni," chuckled Nina. "I already approve of you leaving Anfang. I appreciate the gesture though."
"I am not saying it for the sake of saying it," Eren retorted, looking at Nina with a hint of offense. "I'll indeed miss you, you know."
