Amidst the verdant expanse of the regal gardens, where a myriad of blossoms unfurled their petals, releasing their intoxicating fragrances, and where birds composed mellifluous symphonies, Baekhyun found himself immersed in silent contemplation. The gentle sway of the trees, the delicate rustling of leaves in the soft breeze, and the distant chirping set a serene backdrop to their impending conversation.
Yujin, his gaze taking in the natural beauty surrounding him and slightly perplexed by the unexpected summon to this tranquil setting, finally broke the silence. "Your Majesty," he began with a hint of curiosity in his voice, "may I inquire as to the reason for this meeting amidst the blooms? What prompted such a call?"
A smirk tugged at the corners of Baekhyun's lips, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he playfully retorted, "Has my company become such a chore for you, Yujin? Have my features, once so warmly regarded, become an affliction to your sight?"
