The Tears Of Her Muffled Sorrows
The heat coming out from the sun wasn't too scorching that one wouldn't be able to look up directly at it.
The wind that blew was gentle and warm and it gave a fuzzy ambiance to the air.
A smile naturally dangled on Tashina's lips as her mood had lightened up with the good weather this afternoon.
She walked further into the garden until she saw the King standing by the flowers and she stopped right before him.
When he heard her footsteps, he turned around and the warm smile he always had for her was there as always.
"My darling," he opened his arms for her and she embraced him immediately.
"Father," she smiled as she rested her head on his shoulder.
"How are you? How was the journey?" He asked as he kept her at arm's length when they pulled away.
"It was fine," she shrugged.
"What was the reason for calling you over to their realm? Is everything alright?" King Luther asked.
"Uh..." Tashina trailed off.