Chapter 481: How Many Twelve-Year Periods Does a Lifetime Have?
The path down the mountain was neither near nor far.
Jasmine Yale lay on his broad back, her eyes suddenly a bit blurry.
Snowflakes fell on the umbrella, around them, as if the world had shrunk into a circle.
In the circle, there was only him and her.
Jasmine Yale closed her eyes slightly, no longer thinking about anything.
When they got down the mountain, lunch had already been delivered.
Sylvan Cheney took her to a small cabin and brought out the lunch for her.
“I’m going back to work at Respected Majesty tomorrow.” Jasmine Yale said.
“Hmm.” Sylvan Cheney responded.
As long as she didn’t run away, he would accept anything.