Nighttime, Traveling.
Critic Citadel, Critic-Ishire.
Liza travelled back home with a smile recalling her conversation and happening with the emperor, he was the one for her.
Evening, Citadel garden
The Critic Citadel, Critic-Ishire
She had waited for the emperor in silence and a solid gazing from the maids before he graced her with his presence many moments later.
"To what do I owe this visit from the most exquisite of ladies?" he had said the moment he reached her seat, Liza had stood up quickly with a smile
"Oh you flatter me too much" she had retorted, her figure had been half noticeable under the moonlight
Salvatore chuckled as he countered "Perhaps you are right" She had not uttered a word of rebuke before he continued "You are in the Citadel at almost Midnight why?" he waited for her answer
"Your majesty I could do with a cup of something warm, it was a long journey" she had whispered sweetly
