A Certain Promise

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East of Quaalid, just outside the city gates and along the road, lay a vast open field.

The land was barren and stony, too poor for cultivation, and while the two of them were away traveling, it had become a campsite for a circus troupe.

Enya let out an admiring gasp as she looked at the enormous tents, the raised platforms on wheels, the ladders, and the tightropes strung high above the ground.

Stalls catering to the audience lined the area, while people who looked like musicians had gathered ahead of the show to play lively tunes.

The atmosphere was almost like a festival.

“Whoa… This is amazing. It’s way more elaborate than I expected. Looks like they have tightrope acts, too.”

Enya was so distracted by the towering structures that she staggered a little.

Seeing how unsteady she looked, as if she might fall at any moment, Tarmin reluctantly grabbed her shoulder to steady her.

Tarmin was wearing sturdy pants and boots, so he was fine, but Enya had only a long skirt over her bare legs...