After they’d walked for a good thirty minutes, Lydia began wondering just where Harmon was leading her. She was fairly certain they’d actually passed a few bakeries or pastry shops, though she hadn’t said anything. Maybe he was taking her to his particular favorite or something.
Now, however, her feet were starting to complain. Her heavy heeled boots weren’t exactly made for walking - or maybe Dia just hadn’t bothered with anything vaguely cardio related since leaving the adventurer’s prep a few years back and was now suffering because of her poor physical conditioning. Either way, her pride wasn’t enough to keep her from speaking up any longer.
“Harmon,” she said with a bit of a puff. Her short little legs struggled to keep up with his long strides, despite the rather sedate pace that h
