High marble walls ensured absolute privacy from the prying eyes of the city, and the Vanguard's perimeter patrols guaranteed safety.
Seraphina led the way to a large, circular stone patio surrounded by blooming rose bushes and a bubbling fountain.
Castor immediately threw himself onto a stone bench, sprawling out, soaking in the sun.
Pollux chose to stand in the shade of a large oak tree, leaning against the trunk, crossing his arms and attempting to look like a dangerous, mysterious rogue.
Seraphina sat down on the edge of the fountain, crossing her legs. Ignis jumped up beside her, resting his head on her lap.
Castor sat up, his amber eyes locking onto the pink puppy.
"Wait a second," Castor squinted, pointing a finger at the snoring ball of fluff. "Is that... is that Ignis? Dad's apex fire-spirit?"
"Yup," Seraphina nodded, gently petting the puppy's warm, ashy ears. "He's my dog now. He likes belly rubs. too."
