Soft winds blew around the swing on which she sat in the royal gardens. The setup and the view was a dream come true with colorful flowers, numerous fairylights, fountains and soft wet grass under her naked feet with glowing due drops. A slice of classic nutella cheesecake in her hand was clearly not enough to stew the raging fire in her soul tonight.

It was already past midnight but peace was quite far from her eyes. Swinging softly on the swing surrounded by creepers and fragrant flowers around it's chain she looked at the blanket of dark starry night with a glowing moon illuminating her graceful figure.