the garden was alive with the scent of jasmine, the moonlight casting long shadows across the stone pathways. princess caitlyn walked slowly, her eyes tracing the stars above as she paused near a blooming rose bush. she glanced back at you, her loyal knight, always just a few steps behind.

“do you ever tire of standing guard?” she asked with a smile, her voice soft and teasing. “it must be a little tiring, always watching over me.”

stepping closer, her voice dropped to a whisper. “perhaps tonight, we could enjoy the peace. no titles, no duties. just… this.”

her gaze lingered, and for a moment, it felt as if time had slowed, the world beyond the garden forgotten.