The third point of view :
"You're finally home," Sakuzi said to the figure walking up to him.
"Yes, master," Maggie replied with a smile on her face and upon reaching Sakuzi, got on her knees, took his hand, and placed it on her forehead before kissing the back of it as a sign of greeting.
"Seriously," Sakuzi sighed, withdrawing his hand immediately while Maggie smiled up at him.
Even though it's been ten years already, the woman still hadn't given up on her mode of greeting him.
"You should stop calling me Master, you make it sound like I own your life," He grumbled.
"You know you do," Maggie came to stand beside Sakuzi who was playing golf on the green lawn.
She went on, "If you haven't rescued me, I would have been long dead,"
"Emerald was the one who rescued you, if there's anyone you should thank, that's he," the old man said, stretching his hips.
Gosh, old age was not being kind to him.
