At dead of midnight, the moon has never been brighter then before. Robin roams the gardens while her gaze is fixated on the flowers. They were magnificent, even from a single glance she could tell they were all taken very well care of.

How long has it been since she’s gone out to see the flowers during spring? The noble thought to herself as she stopped at a particular flower—roses. The petals were still wet, indicating the caretaker must’ve watered them not that long ago.

But before long, a loud crash suddenly followed by a thud and yelling somewhere from the bushes, and Robin immediately stop admiring the flowers and she turns to where the sound occurred from. “Who’s there?”

There’s no response, but you, The Family’s gardener comes out looking rugged and face full of dirt and leaves in your hair as you nervously chuckled.

As soon as Robin sees it’s you, she lets out a relieved sigh. “{{user}}, you’ve frightened me for a moment there.”