In the Luceshef Ducal Residence’s garden, azaleas and freesias were blooming brilliantly, emitting a gentle floral fragrance. Viare often looked after the garden, but managing such a vast area was no small feat. However, remembering her mother’s affectionate care for the garden always soothed her heart, encouraging Viare to tend it with similar dedication.

As she watered the garden with the gardener, the bright sunlight made her squint.

“Lady, a hat is essential in this weather,” the gardener advised.

Viare nodded in agreement. “True, but sometimes, it’s nice to bask in the sunlight.”

In noble society, fair skin was prized, so noblewomen and young ladies always wore bonnets and carried parasols outdoors. Though Viare found these customs burdensome, she complied, often following Diane’s persistent advice.

Yet, on a day like today, while caring for the garden, she conceded the necessity of a hat, as the gardener suggested.

“It’s amazing how quickly the azaleas and freesias have bloomed,” she remarked.

“Yes, time does seem to fly by…”

Until recently, when the gardener mentioned that the daffodils had started blooming, Viare felt indifferent. However, now, seeing the full bloom of the spring flowers, she wanted to cherish these moments, potentially the most peaceful she might have for a while.

Perhaps feeling their owner’s affection, other flowers also began to bloom alongside the already blossoming ones.

“It looks like the hyacinths are getting ready to welcome spring as well.”

Hyacinths… As the gardener mentioned, a subtle scent of hyacinths touched Viare’s nose. The pure white hyacinths seemed ready to burst open at any moment.

“Ah, some have already begun to bloom.”

Following the gardener’s gaze, she saw the newly bloomed hyacinths.

“Please keep taking good care of the garden like this.”

Viare, facing a tough battle ahead, felt she might not be able to visit the garden for some time.

Unaware of Viare’s thoughts, the gardener smiled kindly and replied, “I will do so, Miss.”

Back in her room, Viare called for Diane, who soon arrived.

“What can I do for you, Miss?”

“Let’s get ready to go out.”

Without hesitation, Diane began assisting Viare with her preparations. It was time for Viare’s first, and possibly last, orchestrated encounter with Dension.

As Diane helped her with the attire suitable for the occasion and place, she asked cautiously, “Where are you going today?”

“To a place the current Dension would likely visit,” Viare was certain of this.

Dension, aiming for a position near the Crown Prince and involved in central governance, would naturally seek to connect with Matteo Caenderson. The Caenderson family, with its ancient lineage and significant heritage, would offer more connections and information than others.

“The Dension I knew from the past would never have done this…”
In the Luceshef Ducal Residence’s garden, azaleas and freesias were blooming vibrantly, filling the air with their subtle fragrance. Viare often checked on the garden, but maintaining such a vast area wasn’t easy. However, thinking of her mother, who always cared for the garden with love, made it a comforting task for Viare as well.

While watering the garden with the gardener, the bright sunlight made her squint heavily.

“Lady, a hat is essential in this weather,” the gardener advised.

Viare nodded in agreement. “You’re right. But sometimes, it’s nice to be in the sunlight.”

In noble society, fair skin was highly valued, so noblewomen and young ladies always wore bonnets and carried parasols. Though Viare found these customs cumbersome, she usually complied with Diane’s nagging.

However, on days like this, while tending to the garden, Viare acknowledged the necessity of a hat as the gardener suggested.

“It’s amazing how quickly the azaleas and freesias have bloomed,” she remarked.

“Yes, time does fly by so fast…”

Just recently, Viare had been indifferent when the gardener mentioned that the daffodils had bloomed. But now, seeing the garden full of spring flowers, she wanted to capture these moments in her memory, possibly the most peaceful times ahead of her.

The fully bloomed flowers, perhaps feeling the affection of their caretaker, seemed to inspire other flowers to start blooming too.

“It seems the hyacinths are also ready to welcome spring.”

Hyacinths… The gentle scent of hyacinths brushed Viare’s nose just as the gardener had said. The pure white hyacinths looked ready to burst open any moment.

“Aha, some of them have already started blooming.”

Following the gardener’s gaze, she noticed the newly bloomed hyacinths.

“Please continue taking good care of the garden like this.”

Viare, who would soon be engaged in difficult battles, thought she might not visit this garden for a while.

The gardener, unaware of Viare’s thoughts, smiled kindly and nodded. “I will, Miss.”

Back in her room, Viare summoned Diane, who quickly entered.

“What is it, Miss?”

“Let’s get ready to go out.”