Seeing that the babies continued to sleep peacefully, Rosalind turned to Freya and Kira, whom she had sent for earlier.
Lowering her voice so she wouldn't disturb the twins, she said, "Stay here and watch them... Whatever you do, don't wake them up." The two maids bowed respectfully, assuring her that they would carry out her instructions, and only then did Rosalind quietly slip out, gently closing the door behind her.
The evening air greeted her the moment she stepped into the palace gardens.
The sun had already begun its descent, painting the sky in warm shades of gold and amber, while the gentle breeze carried the scent of blooming flowers through the quiet pathways.
From a short distance away, she spotted Rowan strolling along the stone path with his hands clasped behind his back, seemingly lost in thought.
