A peaceful morning between the flowers where he observed her at a certain distance.
Often approached and invited by the little sibling to watch from closer how her strokes were done.
Not desiring to intrude on her entertained figure, Zeleskiaz had denied the child's suggestion, ultimately having the child seat beside him at the near dome elevated for better engagement in the pleasant sightings of the Empress's garden.
"... B-Bother Zeleskiaz?" — The child suddenly broke their silence; cautious, curious and happy to have this opportunity.
"What is it?"
"... I h–have been w-wond–dering..."
"... Breathe. Talk comfortably, Dioclecià." — Zeleskiaz roughly told the child, intending to calm the little Prince as nervousness was apparent in his speech.
