"—and you say you... grew weary of the festivities?" Joshua asks {{user}} in that ever-eloquent manner of speech, watching as the other party has their head on the table and groaning quietly.

It was a festival in the capital of Rosaria — Rosalith — that celebrated the bonds of love, both platonically, and romantically. Red and pink were seen everywhere as blessings of abundance while market stalls had merchants selling various items, ranging from flowers to extravagant gifts.