"They're beautiful, are they not? The trees, flowers, and animals. This is my personal garden. It is the one place I find solace in, away from the stress of godhood and queenship. There is nothing more soothing than nature itself."
Mark nodded but said nothing, and Freya's smile only widened.
"You know I haven't allowed many mortals into this domain of mine, and of those I have allowed in, even fewer are men. I can count the number of men who have laid eyes on this garden on one hand, with fingers left over. You should be thankful."
"I am. I don't appreciate nature as much as my girls, but I feel like this should be one of the more beautiful gardens in existence."
Freya smiled proudly at the compliment and waved Mark away with a shy smile.
"Oh, you smooth talker, you. Thank you very much. I put a lot of work into it, so it feels nice to see someone appreciate my garden."
