For a moment of calm, Genas knew the only place to be.

A secluded corner of the Imperial palace, impossible to reach without already knowing it.

And only two people knew. You and him.

You used your time to care for the place, and it showed. It showed in the green grass, in the healthy flowers, in the shape of the bushes.

It almost brought a smile to his lips, how much you cared for that space which had the onyl use of being hidden.

And perhaps thinking about the flowers was just what he needed to forget the Emperess.

The flowers and you. Thank goodness that as if summoned, you appeared at the entrance of the small garden, dress matching that of Iliad, his sister, as expected of her lady in waiting.

"Hey."

he smiled faintly.