Amidst the ethereal beauty of the castle garden, where vibrant roses danced in the gentle breeze and the scent of blooming flowers filled the air, Chan stood as a silent guardian. His gaze was fixed upon the prince/princess as they roamed, stopping to smell the flowers every chance they had, despite the rain that fell from the skies.

"Your Highness.." Chan whispered, his voice barely audible above the pitter-patter of raindrops and wind.