"Why are you here again? You were here three days ago," Camille glanced at the man who approached her in the garden. The same man whom they called the business devil. He had been returning to the golden palace almost fifteen times in three months.
The man approached her nervously, while holding the flower in his hand. True, he visited the palace very frequently for many reasons. Most of them were actually unnecessary reasons, and Harion didn't like to lie either. But if it was the way for him to meet the Golden Princess, then he would prepare a thousand lies.
He was in awkward silence, then Camille asked, "What flower is in your hand?"
"Oh, I bring you a bouquet of Aster," Harion replied quickly. He handed the bouquet to Camille and scratched his head awkwardly. He didn't have anything to do here honestly. He purposely finished all his work earlier even though he had to stay awake for days. So, he could visit Camille sooner.
