CHAPTER XVIII

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You couldn't tell how long you have been here.

Time seemed to be shorter or longer, as said before, you couldn't tell. You couldn't differ night to day, but the small rays seeping through the curtains were enough.

"Are you alright ?" Corazon's voice spoke up from his desk. Ever since you had arrived, he was sitting there and you swore the pile of paper got bigger and bigger.

"I am, I just feel suffocated" You told him the truth while finishing your hundredth drawing. "Can I really not leave this room ?"

He stared at you for a quiet and uncomfortable moment before smiling shyly and standing up. You watched him step to a locked door and rustles of keys were heard.

"I don't tend to have many people here but I suppose I could share this with you" Pushing the door open, huge gusts of light pooled into the room and blinded you.

You blinked the pain away and moved the hand that shielded them off, noticing the colours shaping.

Stepping off the bed and moving closer to him, you peeked out, seeing the most beautiful garden ever. It resembles something you would only dream of as a child.

"It's so..."

"Beautiful ? Thank you, I take a lot of pride in it" He leaned over and placed a hand on his chest, ego glaring off of him. "I'm sorry if that came out selfish"

"No, no, in fairness, I would be the same if I owned such a place"

Looking around, the greenery was filled with pigments of rainbow colours from the flowers and other plants you had never seen before.

You couldn't deny you were already falling in love with it already. You always had such an interest in them when you first saw them in books. You remembered sneaking into the gardeners chamber and stealing some books to learn of them. Of course, you put them back where you took them from out of politeness. You never knew why it sparked your curiosity, out of everything. They were just...pretty and so free. A part of you felt envious of them but respect and love always trampled the negative feelings.

"I see you really it, I wasn't expecting such attention" He smiled down at your giddish face, contorting in admiration and delicacy. "I'm happy you do..."

"How could I not love this ? Gardens have always been my love, since very small"

"How old are you, may I ask ?"

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