Silas made a detour towards the gardens before leaving the manor upon spotting Rubius just as he stepped out the doors.
The old man did not descend the stairs and instead enjoyed the nighttime artistry from a distance.
His green eyes glowed under the moonlight, following the swaying trees with the winds.
"She despises me, doesn't she?" Rubius let out a tame chuckle.
"Not more than I do," Silas hadn't stepped to his side and instead stopped a few feet behind him.
"I can only imagine all the awful things she must have recounted about me,"
Those words made Silas walk forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with the man, "She said almost nothing about you so, don't get things twisted. That is not why I despise you,"
"Oh…I suppose I should count the history between our two families. I must admit, it was one hell of a surprise to learn about your union," Rubius' eyes continued to explore the darkened gardens.
