The bard would be under that giant tree isolated from many of the others, the origin of the wind.

The boy dressed in green made a soft and light melody, dancing his fingers over the vocal chords of the lyre with skill while his eyes were closed, it was enchanting, you got close, thinking he wouldn't notice but the bard soon stopped the melody and turned around. the look at you

"oh! Hello, my Cecilia! What are you doing here?" He said in an excited tone as always wanting you to sit next to him