"Of course."
Seeing how interested Eden was, Gwen naturally had no reason to refuse. He nodded, then said to the two beside him,
"I'll take Eden over for a look. Please excuse us for now."
Seeing that neither of them intended to come along, Gwen took Eden's slender hand. Despite her years of working with string instruments, it bore not the slightest callus. Then, as they walked through the air, they vanished from the two women's sight.
"..."
Though they had been far from familiar before, at this moment, simply by looking at each other's expressions, they both gained some understanding of the other—and also recognized how different the other was from themselves...
After crossing Anor Londo's towering city walls, Gwen and Eden beheld the vast land shrouded in mist.
However, unlike Phylannor's description, this place was filled with jagged rocks and ancient trees that soared into the heavens, looming in and out of the fog. A mysterious aura rushed toward them.
Looking at the sight before her, something that would have been impossible to see after human civilization had become so highly developed, a strange gleam flashed through Eden's golden eyes. A look of enchantment appeared on her face, and her fingertips began to sway unconsciously.
Clearly, upon seeing this unparalleled spectacle, Eden's inspiration had erupted, and her mind had already wandered amid the shock brought by the magnificent view before her...
That scene, as though the world had only just been born and everything still lay within chaos, being able to inspire Eden was not beyond Gwen's expectations.
However, just as Gwen was about to release Eden's slender hand so she could give full rein to her creativity, he discovered that she had clasped his hand in return.
"Please take a walk with me,"
Sensing Gwen's movement, Eden