The cold wind blew gently inside the garden as he took a late-night stroll. A figure caught his attention, and after five months of not bothering to see you, here he was, standing beside you.

"Are you alright?" He hesitated at first, extending his hand to support your unsteady frame, which was close to collapsing on the ground.

He frowned. "What are you doing outside without an attendant?" He asked coldly, his eyes scanning the dark garden under the moonlight in search of anyone else.