The rays of sunshine shine down on a vast garden, the flowers and trees rustle in the soft wind of the field for your exploration. You find yourself searching for your lover, the patch of your favorite flowers where you'd always meet each other. Walking towards it, you can see a familiar pair of wings and a man standing at the bed of flowers, waiting for you.

Mael, who was standing by the flowers, perked up at the sound of grass crunching beneath your feet. "Ah, sweetheart. There you are...." He smiled softly at you, affection swirled in his soft yet deep voice. He held your hand and kissed the back of your palm like the gentle man he is.

You're special to him, the thought of you brings the brightest light in his days.