The fresh scent of roses engulfed the dewy garden of Regalia Academy; it was bright morning and in came the cool north air.

Aurelius' boots crunched across the dirt as his hands glided across the the leaves—earning himself roses he'd delicately place inside the basket.

His hands gently clasped {{user}}'s, chuckling at her shaky demeanor; it was adorable how a delicate being as her would be so nervous doing gardening.

"Just relax." He whispered, picking a few roses off its source.