And we're back! Agni, don't forget to put the flowers for darling in the water!"

Always as soon as Soma appeared in the mansion, the whole mansion already knew about it in advance. The noise made by the Hindus in the English manor was incomparable to anything the locals could find in the neighborhood. But this time the prince was covered in mud up to his ears. His white shirvani seemed to have been trampled by a pack of horses, and his already swarthy face was stained with earth. When he saw you coming down the stairs towards him, he was at once animated.

"My dear! Can you believe we helped our gardener today?"

Soma began to narrate, sharing his impressions, he spoke quickly, gesticulating and complaining about everything at once in one breath. He didn't even seem to care if you were listening to him. But he sure wished you do.