When night fell, fiery sparks of golden, vermillion and green ignited against the backdrop of the dark sky. They bloomed uniformly like beautiful flowers above the pavilion in the imperial garden, embellishing the otherwise black sky with an array of colors. The vivid colors reflected on the surface on the calm jade lake, glistening in all its glory.
That fireworks spread out in the sky. The royal couple stood at the water pavilion with a smile as they admired the scene that unfolded before their very eyes. The lady donned in lavish dress and jewelry looked up. Though vivid, the colors in the sky was nothing compared to the radiance in her eyes.
She looked at the fireworks, but her gaze landed on the horizon.
At the corner of the water pavilion, a man clothed in a black embroidered robe had his hands behind his back, refusing to participate in the splendor that this feast brought. He stood quietly like a rock, gazing at that slim back.
