Meeting the Queen
As they walked through the garden, Martha led the way, her eyes fixed on some unseen point ahead. Advaith followed closely behind, his hand still clasped around Tiana's. The warm sunlight cast a golden glow over the lush green grass, and the sweet scent of blooming flowers filled the air.
To their left, a majestic mountain range rose up, its peaks shrouded in a misty veil. The sound of birdsong filled the air, as a flock of rainbow-colored birds flitted through the trees, their iridescent feathers glimmering in the sunlight. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the trees, causing the delicate petals of the flowers to sway gently in the wind.
A soft rabbit hopped across their path, its soft fur fluffing up as it paused to nibble on a particularly succulent clover. Advaith couldn't help but smile as he watched the rabbit, feeling a sense of wonder and enchantment wash over him.
