A/N: This contains a flashback from the past
Cataleya stormed out the party, pissed over the scene that she saw in the ballroom. She closed her eyes as a cold breeze fan her hot cheeks. The music from the instruments came in muffled with the heavy curtains draped at the entrance of it.
She knew that such spot was a go-to for any couples who wanted to fool around in private. So, it won't be long before her little peace in there will be disturbed by those kinds of people. She evened her breathing, wanting to ease down the anger building up her chest.
The garden below wasn't really well-lit, hiding her flushed face from any unwanted eyes. The curtains behind her rustled and she was ready to bite off anyone away from there.
"I got this spot first-,"
"I can see that." Adelard appeared to be unfazed with her hiss.
"Well then, leave me the alone."
