The fresh breath of the evening air surrounded them. Birds flew overhead. The sound of the soft turbulence of water. The caress of the wind on their skin as refreshing.

　　Two lovers were walking along the beach, towards the forest that leads to the Palace.

　　A big, powerful man in gold and red coloured garment, his dark hair held in a small clip at the back of his head. And a woman in plain but well-ironed grey gown that dented at her middle because of her swollen belly, before pulling down to her ankle.

　　They walked together, their steps measured and even, they walked like aristocrats. But all is not...