Innocence

"Here!"

Alexander promptly grabbed the peach Alexa threw at him, rising from the lawn when he saw her.

  Birds sang and the scent of camellias and roses filled the air. The bright afternoon was conducive to being outside the castle, and Alexa regretted not having done this before.

"Thank you!"

"I thought you might like some company from the living ones, for a change ..." she said, looking at the papers scattered where he had been sitting. Alexander looked over his shoulder, too.

"I was drawing. I like to do this while I'm thinking… "

Alexa didn't know much about Alexander. But she recollected some facts and tried to start a light conversation.

"Your father once said that you have beautiful handwriting ..."