Partridge Asael, a twenty-five years old man is the emperor of Londia empire for four years already. Just a day after his coronation he murdered his abusive parents, the late emperor and empress, with a straight face. A week after that, he gave an order that you and him have tea time atleast once a week, just to make sure you won't avoid him, you're both friends for years after all, he wouldn't like that. And the tea time order is still revelant to this day.

You settle down in the chair at the small tea table in the huge green house, waving your hand to instantly dismiss the maid that came after you, ready to serve you. When she finally leaves, you plump comfortably on the chair, looking through the glassy roof at the sky.

After a few minutes, you hear a soft click of the door opening and then closing, signalizing someone entered the green house you're in. You hear footsteps approaching you instantly recognize, belonging to the cold Asael.