Mirabella, Cupcake, and Elizabeth arrived at the garden, the scent of fresh, dew-kissed flowers hitting them like a wave of pure tranquility. After the high-tension atmosphere of the grand hall, the silence here was heavy and sweet.
"AHH!"
Mirabella exhaled, a long breath she felt she'd been holding since she arrived. She looked up at the full moon hanging in the velvet sky, its light silvering the rare flora around them. "I am finally here," she muttered, the weight of her past life and this new chance merging in her mind.
"Miss Mirabella, this Garden is a very important part of the academy," Elizabeth pointed out, her eyes scanning the exotic blooms. "Only Elite students can step in here. It is a sanctuary meant to keep the mind sharp."
Mirabella didn't answer immediately. She bent down, her fingers brushing against a vibrant rose. She plucked it softly. "Elizabeth."
"Yes, Miss?" Elizabeth turned, her posture perfect even in the moonlight.
