Aku looked around in the halls and folded her arms. “Well…if I know my father…and I believe I do…then please give me a tour of the gardens.” She requested, looking at the prince. Aku had a feeling that her father would be with the king and if that was the case, she had a very good reason to believe that they were somewhere with a lot of open space.“Of course” he led the way to the gardens, passing painting and many rooms as they walked. The prince still had his hands in her pockets, glancing over the females features every now and then.
They reached the gardens and he lit his cigarette. “Here we are”
Aku looked around. “The flowers are lovely.” She said right before a motorcycle engines were heard and said vehicle shredded the dirt as it zipped by the both of them and she shook her head and rubbed her temples. “And I believe those people are our fathers….” She sighed. “Please pardon him,”
“It’s fine” the prince laughed. “I too have a motorcycle, but I prefer riding horses, here let me show you the best part of the gardens” he gestured for him to follow her deeper into a maze like area, filled with several types of flowers,
“It’s peaceful here..”
Boyue could not suppress the laugh that came, they could both harm each other without meaning to! But he could try to...