Arlo Seys looked gentle, stars twinkling in his eyes, as he affectionately ruffled Ariel Morris's head.
"Arlo, the scenery around Royal View City is really beautiful. It's the first time I'm seriously observing the landscape surrounding Royal View City."
French romantic sycamore trees line all the roads around Royal View City, and they're incredibly beautiful.
Arlo Seys' lips curved into a faint smile, "If you like it, we can come here for walks every day. Now it's just the two of us, but in the future, it could be us three, or even four."
Ariel Morris nodded, a smile on her face, "Arlo, why did you so easily make a ten-year promise to me back then? I went to Dublin for eight years, and you really waited for eight years."
Arlo Seys paused for a moment and earnestly replied, "I didn't think of anything else at the time. When you said what if you left, asking me what would happen, I spoke without thinking and promised ten years. I said I'd wait for you for ten years."
