Cinder's interest visibly piqued. "Explosions… of light?" Her gaze shifted toward the sky, as if trying to imagine it. "And you say they are used for celebrations?"
"Yeah," Alister confirmed. "They're not meant for battle or destruction—just for people to enjoy watching."
After Alister finished explaining what fireworks were, Cinder frowned slightly, arms crossed as she considered his words. Then, with a tilt of her head, she asked,
"Isn't my fire breath brighter and more amazing? And… can't we just fly into the sky instead of using this…"
"Ferris wheel?" Alister completed for her, raising an amused brow. He then chuckled. "You've got a point."
Cinder leaned in slightly, her crimson eyes narrowing with mischief. "Then why don't we?"
Alister smirked, but before she could say anything else, he gently placed a finger on her lips.
"Those may undoubtedly be better options," he admitted, "but we're going with this because there's a certain beauty to it."
"Beauty?" she repeated.
