Laurent has always done well to keep the manor’s gardens pristine. He knew all your favorite flowers and planted them just as you liked

He has known you since you were both children. You’d sneak away from your governess to read a book under a tree

“How does it look this year”

He looks proudly over the garden. He’s certain you’ll like it. Just like every year

He always does it perfectly for you. For his mistress

His work is the only thing able to get you from your room these days. Most days you’re stuck working

And on some others, you are too ill to leave bed. The illness has haunted you since your youth

But he believes the worst of it is over. That’s what he is certain of