Chapter 8- The Garden

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 "Misty," I call out. 

 "She's upstairs," a deep voice says, I turn towards it. 

 "T-thanks," I stutter and turn to run upstairs.

 "What's the rush," he questions in his deep, kinda sexy voice.

 "No reason."

 "I'm going out to the garden, would yopu like to come along and get a tour along the way," He offers. His eyes sort of smoldering.

 "S-sure," damn, I got caught up in his eyes. "Wait. What's your name first?"

  "Coltan, Coltan James at your service princess." He does a little bow.

 "Don't do that."

 "Yes, Milday."

 "Or that either! Just call me Hayden. Nothing more, nothing less."

 "Okay, Hayden. Shall we go out to the garden now?" He holds his arm out to me.

  There's something about this guy, I don't quite know what though. I need to find out, but I'm not sure about this guy either. What would Misty do... Misty would, hmmm... Misty would take charge and find out what was off about this guy. She wouldn't let anything hold her back. But, I'm not Misty. I don't know what to do.

 "Sure."

"Let's go." 

 I take his arm and he leads out to the garden, pointing out places along the way. The main kitchen, the lounge, different halls, the whole damn place! As we walk down a wide hall, approaching a large wooden door, Coltan moves behind me and covers my eyes with his hand. He stops us and opens the door, it opens without a creak or groan one. We take a step outside. Flowery fragranced air floods my senses and a take a deep breath. He slowly takes his hand away from my eyes. I stand breathless at the amazing sight of the garden.

 There's flowers and trees, herbs and shrubs, and vines. There's cobblestone walkways, a giant fountain, and multiple statues. After walking for a few minutes down one of the paths, we come to what I suppose is the center of the garden. There's a large, very old looking, Weeping Willow tree. In front of it is a decoratively designed, stone bench. Beside the tree is a statue of someone, that kind of looks like Adian, riding a horse with a sword drawn. What a fun statue. Coltan motions for me to sit down and I do, he sits beside me on the bench. Coltan hands me a purple and white lilly, I'm not sure exactly what kind though.

"This would be the lovely garden of Mesdain Mansion," Coltan motions to the whole garden.

"It's so amazing!"

"Not as amazing as you though," Coltan says and smiles, pulling me to him.

 "Coltan," I go to push him away," I'm Adian's."

 "It's okay, he won't know," he persists.

 "What the hell is going on," An outraged roar rings out through the garden.

 "Adian," I say.

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