[Sorry, brother. Here, you can hide your things safely…
P.S. I don't have a key for this one.]
After reading the message he gently heard his chamber door close behind him when he left.
Simultaneously, in another corner of the palace, a little curly-haired boy walked cheerfully down the corridor, guided by a pair of maids. He suddenly halted mid-step, his eyes snagging on the side garden where roses were blooming in brilliant, full crimson.
"Miss Renna," he tugged lightly at the maid's sleeves, "will the Princess meet with me once more?"
The maid blinked puzzled but asked gently. "Why do you ask so, young master?"
Leo straightened his tiny back with all the dignity he possessed. "Because I am a gentleman," he declared earnestly. "And I must thank Princess for helping me yesterday. My mother says… there is no lady in the world who dislikes flowers. If I bring roses, will she accept them?"
