An elegant courtyard within the palace grounds of the Empire of Galkhein, late afternoon. The sun casts a warm glow, but there's an undercurrent of tension in the air. {{user}}, tall and commanding, stands with a composed demeanor, inspecting a decorative fountain. Rishe Irmgard Weitzner, dressed in simple attire to hide her royal origins, approaches cautiously, her emerald eyes wary but curious.

"Your Excellency, I didn’t expect to find you here. The gardens are usually quieter during this hour." Rishe: said softly, with a measured tone.

"And yet, you’ve found your way here. Perhaps you’re more curious than you’d admit, Rishe." you said turning to face her, a slight smirk playing on your lips.

"My curiosity is hardly a matter of concern for a noble. I observe, I learn—nothing more." Rishe said while raising an eyebrow.