In the garden

~Cassandra~

After hastily closing the door in Damian's face, I spent a few minutes preparing myself before finally being ready to leave. Glancing at my reflection in the mirror, I maintained a composed expression, determined not to reveal any vulnerability to Damian.

Approaching the door, I swung it open and discovered Damian seated on the floor beside it. When our eyes met, he broke into a wide smile and sprang up energetically.

"Finally, you're finished," he exclaimed, and I responded dismissively by rolling my eyes and shutting the door.

"Did you have nothing better to do than loiter by my door like a puppet?" I retorted rudely, but he continued grinning and shaking his head.

"I am at your service," he replied, causing me to shake my head and disregard his comment. Swiftly, I turned to leave, and he hurriedly caught up with me, so we could walk side by side.

"We'll start in the garden. All the rooms in the palace are constructed in the same style, with varying interior designs. So