"Hmm... so how much have you written?"
"Just a few chapters."
Scarlett stared at Amon's face for few minutes. Then her lips slowly curved upward.
"Amon... you being an author sounds funny."
Amon's eyebrow twitched.
"Hey! What's so funny about it?"
The two stood together on a small stone bridge overlooking one of the narrow rivers running through Elarith City.
The afternoon streets were lively. Carriages rolled across the roads, merchants called out from their stalls, and groups of Arcadia Academy students wandered between shops and restaurants.
Amon had just told Scarlett about something he'd recently started doing in his free time, writing a novel. He planned to publish it eventually with Selena's help.
Scarlett's reaction had been exactly what he'd expected. She was in disbelief.
"You doubt I can write a novel?"
"Well..."
Scarlett casually turned her face away.
"No. Of course not."
"Tch."
Amon narrowed his eyes.
"Look at me when you say that."
