Klea stood resolute on the expansive balcony, her eyes fixed on the breathtaking panorama before her. From her vantage point atop one of the grandest villas in the City of Rome, she surveyed the magnificent garden that stretched out below, with the sprawling cityscape on the horizon.
The villa's opulence was unmatched, except for the Rome consul's residence, yet Klea found no joy or excitement in its lavishness. Her thoughts were consumed by something else, or to be exact, someone.
"He's currently recovering with the wood elves, is he...?" Klea's voice held a tinge of longing and concern as she let out a deep sigh. Her gaze lingered on a distant point beyond the garden, her mind far away from the luxurious surroundings.
It was not only the intense yearning for his presence that troubled her, but also the nagging worry about how much time has passed since they met and how different their situation right now.
