seventy one

Evelyn’s POV

I headed to the garden after the disappointment of not getting to meet Dante before he stepped out again, I have been in the palace for two days and I haven't met the reason why I am here.

As I stepped into the garden, the crisp embrace of fresh air welcomed me, carrying the earthy scent of blooming flowers and dew-kissed grass. The sunlight filtered through the swaying leaves, casting a warm glow over the vibrant hues of nature. The gentle rustle of leaves and the distant chirping of birds created a soothing symphony, creating a serene backdrop for my thoughts.

I found solace in the rhythmic dance of the wind, which brushed against my face with a delicate touch. The fragrance of blossoms mingled in the air, invigorating my senses as I strolled along the meandering path. Each step seemed to release stress, grounding me in the present moment.

As I settled on a weathered bench, the garden revealed its full splendor. The vivid