The spring dew of the early morning left behind a calm and serene atmosphere. Beneath a large pavilion, an opulent circular table stood surrounded by gardens of vibrant greenery and colorful flowers, some releasing faint wisps of magical light into the air.
Beautiful maids waited around the pavilion, each eager to attend to the needs of those gathered there.
At the head of the table sat the Grand Duke. His golden hair shimmered beneath the morning sun as he calmly speared a cherry with his fork and took a bite.
This table was reserved mostly for family.
After all, who else could enjoy such a peaceful moment with the Grand Duke of the empire?
There was his son, Cassian, whose bright golden hair and cold eyes resembled a distant sun. Beside him sat his wife, the lady of the household. As always, she wore a gentle smile, though there was nothing weak about it.
