Let's Do It, That Promise or Whatever

“If neither of us has a marriage partner a year from now, how about we just marry each other?”

At Arian’s words, Franz went blank for a moment.

Various conditions were attached, but in the end, it was no different from proposing marriage.

That was also why he couldn’t easily give an answer.

Immature romantics might make marriage promises easily, but adults who knew better couldn’t do the same.

In the needlessly awkward atmosphere, Franz looked at the high mountain range in the distance covered in snow and spoke.

“Did you drink a lot?”

“This is only my second glass.”

He didn’t know how well Arian could hold her liquor, but if it was her second glass, it was likely she was sober.

Then again, she had walked all the way here without stumbling, so that was a given...