The garden at Verdesaint had always been a place of tranquility for Isabella, a respite from the rigors of her newfound responsibilities. Now, amidst the turmoil that surrounded her, the garden was a sanctuary to which she often retreated, searching for moments of clarity and comfort as her loneliness slowly consumed her.
Isabella sat in a weathered stone bench nestled beneath the blossoming flowers of the nearby trees. Their fragrant blossoms adorned the branches, casting a delicate pink and purple hue upon her as she looked out at the lush gardens surrounding her. The garden was starting to regain its life as winter drew to its end.
"Isabella, I have been looking everywhere for you." Casmir rushed out to her, his face was bright and handsome with a broad smile. "I wanted to wish you a happy birthday my love."
"Thank you," She smiled up at him as he handed her a small box. "What's this?"
