Lately, the Chief Justice of Fontaine had been troubled by the affairs of court, and had retreated to the water... where he felt at ease.

A recent case had lead him to contemplate the meaning of 'justice'.

Currently, it was lightly drizzling, the rain just barely dampening his hair and clothes.

As he stood there for a long while, deep in thought, he heard the sound of footsteps behind him.

He turned around to see you.