Chapter 113. Lord Kieran
"Where are we going?" Mauve asked as the door closed behind them. The guards were still bowing, she could see them from the corner of her eyes.
"Patience, Mauve. You should know this by now." Jael said to her, his palm still around her wrist as he tugged her.
She sighed loud enough for him to hear but it neither caused him to let go of her hand nor did he slow down. He led her up the stairs and then another set of stairs.
Mauve could immediately tell where he was leading her, it was the rooftop. She immediately contained her excitement. The seeds of the flowers she planted should have germinated by now, well, at least some of them.
He pulled her through the dark path and up the last stairs. She heard the bolts slide out of place and Mauve heard her breath in the dark.
He pulled open the door and led her out. The first thing Mauve noticed was how bright the moon was. The sky was breathtaking. The stars called to her and she could barely look away.
"We are not here to stargaze," he whispered into her ear. "Look," he said and pointed forward.
Mauve gasped and ran forward. There were pots of fully grown flowers around. She turned to look at him with a glare on her face.
He walked up to her, "You don’t look as excited as I expected."
"You could have gotten me more seeds or plants that haven’t grown so much. This takes out the fun of me growing them myself."
"Ah, I see. You can still plant more, I don’t think there is such a thing as too many flowers. Besides, now it looks more like a garden than an empty space. You should be grateful to me." He blurted out.