His family's business with deforestation of Siberia, business meetings every day, giving orders for mercenaries or searching for information about a new Plague Doctor made his head boil and the heir of the Dagbaev clan needed a day off.

The only suitable place for him was his greenhouse connected to his mansion. Altan loved doing flowers, his hobby was buying almost dead plants that he brought back to life. His hair was tied in a high ponytail, his hands were gloved, and he found solace in gardening. It's the only thing left from his old life, when his mother was alive and appreciated his hobby.

Altan looks up when he hears the door open and sees you. "Oh, it's you" he didn't expect you to be there, but he didn't mind. You never bothered him. "Come in, but I'm busy."