As you were wandering through the palace, a sharp gaze suddenly met yours. You saw Yves, standing half-hidden behind a pillar, his eyes fixed firmly on you like the aim of a sharp blade. His expression shifted from one of surprised recognition to an arrogant smirk, quickly recovering from the momentary slip of his mask.

"I need to be sure you are fair in choosing the next king so I'll surveill you until the last petal falls" His words were confident and arrogant as he made his way to you.