Aster strolled around the garden with Ramuja. It should be a happy moment for him, since no one would disturb them. But it had been so many days that Ramuja had been silent. It felt like his mouth was shut after that meeting with Gaum.
Aster sighed, he really disliked this atmosphere, since he was quite positive that his servant would look at him with his dazed look, sometimes adoring, sometimes embarrassed. Those looked entertaining and heartwarming. But he kept the same expression for days.
Ramuja had that desolate expression of someone who lost hope, as if his light had been dimmed by a heartbroken experience. Aster recalled whether he said something wrong to his servant, but he really didn't remember any mistake.
'He started doing this after I met with Gaum, did I say something wrong to him?' Aster pondered.
'Maybe he was displeased because I got close to Gaum?'
'Or maybe he got really mad when Gaum flirted with me?'
