Verana and Asura sat at the table, holding various study materials. They watched each other with bitter smiles, feeling nostalgic, as this was how they had met in the past.
"Lady Verana, it feels quite amusing to meet you like this."
"Indeed, Lord Asura."
Her lips trembled, trying to withhold her laughter as they placed their books on the wooden table before closing their eyes and taking deep breaths.
The scent of cedar and musty books seemed to bring the pair a great sense of relaxation.
'It feels like yesterday that we met like this,' Asura thought while peeking at his partner in crime while she organised their different parchments and tasks so they could complete them together instead of wasting time.
"Isn't this like the day we met, Asura?"
"Right. What a nostalgic feeling."
