Beneath the wisteria trellis lay the same quiet, gentle little haven.
Medusa quietly leafed through ancient tomes from across the realms, her fingertips occasionally brushing over the yellowed pages. She was cool and breathtakingly beautiful, untouched by the passing years.
Wanda sat beside her, gently manipulating Chaos Force to weave the falling wisteria petals into an exquisite flower crown.
Her hands moved softly and delicately. Once she had finished, she casually handed it to Medusa beside her.
Medusa paused slightly, then accepted the flower crown and gently placed it in her hair.
Her cool, peerless features instantly gained a touch of softness and liveliness. She gave Wanda a faint nod and quietly thanked her.
Once lonely and aloof, she had long since learned, through everyone's gentle companionship, to accept warmth and embrace tenderness.
Near the flowerbeds in the distance, Hinata, Crystal, and Sif carefully tended to the garden's flowers and greenery.
Crystal controlled the five elements, nourishing the flowers and grass, moistening the branches and leaves, making the garden ever more lush and vibrant.
Hinata carefully trimmed the dead branches and tended to the flowerbeds, her movements gentle, meticulous, and orderly.
Drawing upon the power of Asgard's origin, Sif purified the soil and nurtured the spiritual plants, keeping the entire flowerbed evergreen through every season and forever in bloom.
The three of them worked side by side, gentle and serene. Every movement was soothing and tender, as though the years themselves had settled into peaceful stillness.
The terrace was the most relaxed and lazy place to rest.
Android 18, Natasha, and Viper lounged in wicker chairs, basking in the gentle afternoon sunlight as they chatted idly and rested.
There was no tension from the battlefield, no pressure from missions, no burden of fate. They simply indulged in lazy leisure and