Aleksander listened contentedly, absently petting Danding. The music reminded him of gently flowing water which in return reminded him of the streams and rivers of Ravka. He let the memories flow, something he hadn't done for a long time. And right up until he remembered Annika and the night at the lake, they were good memories.

He forcibly wrenched his attention back to the present moment, not wanting to dwell on the moment that had changed his path and that of Ravka's.

Once the song was done, he smiled warmly and applauded softly. "That was lovely."