Albusflores felt a childish sort of joy in his chest completely unfitting his position and before he knew it he had joined hands with Riveria and twirling around. He was acting like a drunk, almost like a part of his mind had gone to sleep already. The only thing that shattered Albusflores' delirious joy was August saying 'It's time to move', he aimed to let go of Riveria's hands, but she made a mischievous smile at him and held on his hands more tightly. Oh no-- fae paths…
