Ingrid and Christine continued their stroll through the scenic paths surrounding the Rose Palace. The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of flowers, and the distant sound of birdsong added to the tranquility of the moment.
Once they neared the gates to the west, Cynthia and Haru bid them farewell.
As Cynthia and Haru made their way towards the southwest gate, Ingrid and Christine entered the west gate leading to the Temple. The pathway was lined with more trees, their branches creating a natural canopy that filtered the sunlight and cast dappled shadows on the cobblestone path.
As they strolled beneath the lush greenery, Christine couldn't help but voice the question that lingered in her mind. "Princess, why didn't you clarify your identity back there with the child and her brother?"
Ingrid chuckled lightly, her eyes gazing ahead at the play of light through the leaves. "Isn't it fun that way?" she replied cryptically.
