Everyday was the same, Hermione would sit out for hours expecting the Prince's return. Any foot print or sudden noise coming from the gates will immediately catch her attention, but she will always end up being disappointed.
A sudden footwork behind her back made her turn to the noise, she was surprised to see who it was. Her eyes went wide in pleasant surprise. "Zolan." She called out his name.
"Miss Larabee." His usual clip tone greeted her ears once again and she wondered where he had been all this while. The last time she saw him was when he and Cesarean had brought her back to the Castle, back to Servyn.
"Where have you been all this time, it has been a while."
"I had some family matters that needed to be attended to, so I had to take a short leave." What he was saying was important, but the man never puts emotions into anything, making it sound dry and plain as though it was something that did not need worrying about.
