Sun Mote Copse time's the revelator

There hadn't been any big secret behind "perhaps, next year" remark. One of many trails of thought that had begun and been lost among the buzz of other ones. But Arcturus's curiousity, piqued her own. She watched him closely for a moment as if trying to decipher, why was the answer so important to him, but then let it go. He was a mystery still to her and she was not sure that she wished to sniff out all of the deepest, darkest and dustiest corners of her friend's mind yet.

"Let's keep that thought open-ended. I think we agreed that there is no way of knowing, what will happen next year," she replied. "I may finally find that fated frog and kiss him into a prince. Except the bog over there is huge and I am not very sure I want to marry that said prince with one thousand kids in tow. You do know that frogs have tons of offspring?" Wraen laughed happily.