Main World
By then, spring had arrived in the blink of an eye. The sky was blue, thin clouds drifted overhead, and the sunlight was bright.
In the Noble District, neatly planted trees lined the shaded avenues. With spring's arrival, tender buds had already emerged.
On both sides of the road stood a great stretch of villas, arranged in pleasing disorder.
Even by Royal Capital standards, these villas could be called exquisite. For a count-level city, they were already extravagantly luxurious.
A little farther away, patrols moved back and forth on inspection.
Among them stood one villa, with a broad lawn before its building, the grass lush and green.
Two figures appeared on a small path through the garden.
Romon walked slightly ahead, while Princess Qian Niya silently followed beside him. Their rhythmic footsteps sounded through the quiet afternoon, injecting a trace of life into the oppressive atmosphere.
They were no longer far from the entrance. A little more walking, and they would arrive.
Romon silently glanced back. Princess Qian Niya still appeared very quiet.
Her mood seemed poor. Especially recently, she had not only attended fewer social gatherings, but even when encountered in daily life, she wore an indifferent expression.
She was not a happy woman. Even if she had once seemed cheerful, her heart had actually been burdened with many worries. Now, she was merely showing her true self.
Romon sighed inwardly. Even he could not help wanting to ask what exactly had happened to her.
"Your Highness, your garden is lovely. But you did not invite me here merely to admire it, did you?" Romon stopped and asked.
The sunlight shone down, and early spring flowers had already begun blooming in the garden. Looking at Princess Qian Niya's pale face, he could not help making some guesses.