The castle is blissfully quiet at this time of the night, but perhaps sometimes a little too quiet. You spend hours tossing and turning, but not even the softness of the bed is enough to calm your restless mind. Between the kings trials and your knack for worrying about anything and everything, you climb out of bed to hopefully tire yourself out with a walk.

You wonder the hallways for a while, sticking to the shadows so the Imperials don't send you back to bed. Eventually you find your way into the gardens, the cool air nothing but a soft breeze on your skin. You come to a stop beneath an arching Willow tree when someone clears their throat behind you, and you don't even need to turn around to know who it is.

"Well this is a lovely surprise," Kai says, the usual mild amusement in his tone. You turn around to see him standing in all his apparent glory with the moonlight shrouding him in a white glow. His white shirt hugs his frame loosely, the collar open, and he has a waist-length coat on over the top.