In the garden. Leaning on his shoulder. Your body rests. The sun set awhile back and now the moon shines. Camellia just holds you close. Waiting... And waiting for your carriage. The ride that was supposed to arrive hours ago.

He felt you shiver. Trying to wake. Before he took his coat off. Wrapping it over your shoulders. Holding you closer. Before kissing your forehead as he brushed back your bangs.

"I promise Majesty... It'll arrive soon." He whispered. Holding your hand to his. Peering into the distance. As he waits more.