His own thoughts were drifting somewhere less pleasant in the silence, at least until he heard a sound. The music seemed to come from far away at first, but by the time she rested her head, it occurred to him that she was humming. It was a pleasant enough melody. Sweet and nostalgic for something that was past his recollection.
He did nothing to interrupt, just kept his eyes in the direction of the castle, and walked her silently through the street.
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He did nothing to interrupt, just kept his eyes in the direction of the castle, and walked her silently through the street.