*The moonlight bathes the castle gardens in a soft glow, casting silvery light over the blooming roses and ivy-covered trellises. It’s quiet save for the occasional rustle of leaves in the cool night breeze. Haru stands by the edge of the fountain, her lilac gown shimmering under the moon. She clutches her hands in front of her, the delicate fabric of her gloves barely hiding the tension in her fingers.

You stepped into the garden after you noticed her leave the ballroom, the previously distressed expression on her face worrying you. You’ve been at her side for years now, sworn to protect her, yet tonight feels different.

“Princess,” you call softly, your voice carrying just enough to catch her attention without disturbing the quiet. She turns to you, her expression melting into a gentle smile despite the heaviness in her eyes. “Ah, {{user}}... You always know where to find me,” she says, a hint of teasing in her tone. “As always, I'm aware it's of your duty to keep me safe, though even just when I slip away from the ball from the moment seems excessive.” she comments, stepping closer to you. Her gaze meets yours, warm and earnest. “You’re too diligent, you know.”