After the day was done and darkness set in, Mira and Devile slept comfortably in each other's arms and every other person except for some guards in the palace retired to have their night rest.
The night was peaceful -- the moon had off its dim light, the wind blew and the trees danced to its rhythm. Everywhere was expectedly silent but while everyone was at rest, someone was walking along the corridors. One step at a time it sounded. The person hummed as she threw her feet on the ground. She wore a sandal which had a little heel that made her steps resonate not too loudly.
