“Interesting…” he mumbled to himself before his lips curved up into a mischievous smirk.

Immediately, he headed towards the source of the flowery smell that he had picked up with his keen nose. If he wasn’t wrong, then he knew well enough whom he was going to meet. As for why she was wandering out here at night, he could find out simply by asking her.

…

Florian had no idea why the woman wasn’t paying any attention to her surroundings as she walked hurriedly through the garden. On top of that, he had no idea where she was going on this roundabout path. Wasn’t there a more direct route...