Prince Apricot was sitting in the palace garden as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting warm shades of orange and pink across an otherwise barren sky, he sat on his favourite bench in the garden. His thoughts drifted with the wind, drifting as aimlessly as the leaves on the trees surrounding him. The air was still, the birds had gone silent, but the boredom he felt in his own company was unmistakable. He wished he had company he could share the beauty around him with, but alas, he was alone. ..For now.