Back in Deo, inside the garden of the Nostria Kingdom.
Her silver hair fluttered with royalty as she laid her back on the back of the chair. Her red pupils darted from the hot tea permeating with bubbling heat to the blue sky above. The calm wind made the tree danced its branches as the voice of nature entered her earlobes.
"Aren't you going to drink your tea, miss?"
Her personal maid was standing right beside her with her hands clasped. Her short purple hair was being held by the headband made for her occupation. From the outside, she looked like an ordinary housekeeper but Lyon knew how she was an integral part of the kingdom.
