Yeah, that must be it, he must be thinking about the maid because she helped his brother and nothing else. Satisfied with his answer, he nodded before continuing on his journey to the garden of the moon in the back of the palace. Garden on the moon was something that he built for Alexis, his little brother often missed the white moon of the capital but the moon in the wasteland was never silvery white, it was either bloody red like it has been soaked in the blood of human or it was sheer gold to the point where it looked like it has been dyed gold.