Mad Moon

The lively music played, and before long, it gave way to a gentle melody.

The group dance in which everyone had participated came to an end, and the waltz began as everyone formed pairs.

Men and women who had not yet made marriage arrangements invited one another to dance, while those who already had partners danced while holding hands affectionately.

Ferda and Valdrova belonged to the latter group.

“Are you very tired?”

“N-No, I’m not.”

Though he said so, Ferda was panting.

He had managed to endure a little while he melted into the heat, but now that the heat had faded, it was simply overwhelming.

“You may lean on me a little.”

Valdrova gently embraced Ferda...