Chapter 27: A Gift
Elys took her time outside breathing in the fresh and sweet scent of the flowers in full bloom.
The garden had her totally in awe.
There were butterflies and bees that buzzed around, collecting nectar and pollinating flower after flower. The princess swore she even saw a humming bird hovered by.
She stretched her hand out, the tips of her fingers gliding over the flowers. Bits of pollen gathered on her fingertips, an array of yellows and oranges soft and powdery to the touch.
Looking a little further ahead from the garden, trees lined around the property. The winds blew softly, rustling leaves and creating a flurry of dead leaves fly in the air.
Elys looked around, making sure no one was watching her. It seemed like the coast was clear, not a sign of Henry nor his master could be seen.
Perhaps the prince returned to his bedchamber and rested some more.
The princess walked over to the edge of the garden, her curiosity getting the better of her. The trees provided perfect shade, perhaps even too much shade that not even a single ray of light from the sun was permeated.
Elys found herself at the end of the property, tall metal fences separating the manor from the main road. She looked out into the distance, and suddenly her voice hitched.