"Everyone's Singer" would likely be talked about for a long time to come.
A competition open to everyone, of every race; fresh, entertaining performances; and a moving closing ceremony—people would remember it all.
Free City had returned to its usual calm. The streets were still lively, just nowhere near as bustling as they had been during the competition.
Annan arrived at the Embassy. He had just stepped onto the stairs when a shadow flickered around the street corner.
"Hm?"
Annan and Commander Big Litt, who stood by the entrance, looked over at the same time.
Annan turned and went over, pulling Evelyn out of the shadows. She was clutching a Magic Stone and her notes.
"What are you doing here?"
"What I'm supposed to be doing."
Musing, Annan took Evelyn's notebook and flipped it open. She had jotted down a few ideas inside.
On a page where the ink was still wet, Annan found a line: Annan Reeves meets the Saintess in secret late at night.
"The Silver Dragon is in there too," Annan explained instinctively.
Evelyn snatched the notebook back and scribbled an addition: Annan Reeves, the Saintess, and the Silver Dragon together late at night.
"...Actually, I'm here to see Archbishop Tomark."
"Archbishop secretly meets young boy late at night."
"What do you read all day?"
Why did Evelyn always want to write things like this?
"Everyone's curious about your private life..."
"That doesn't mean you can make things up."
"How can it be making things up if it's in the newspaper?"
Evelyn pointed at her notes as she argued, "The story under 'Annan Reeves meets the Saintess in secret late at night' could be about you discussing Church matters with her all night. And 'Annan Reeves, the Saintess, and the Silver Dragon together late at night' could