Edgar had spent most of the day in his room before exiting around noon, dragged a chair and just sat contemplating the gardens.
It was when the sun kissed the horizon line that Arabella finally found the time to march out towards him.
Birds still chirped around as the golden light colorized everything to its whim. The man inhaled the air around him as though he hadn't breathed for ages.
"The fairies made sure everything stayed alive until your return," she said.
he was not particularly startled but merely turned back to look at her for a second, "You look alright," he smiled sweetly.
"So, do you," she nodded.
"Oh, I am more than fine now," he too nodded, "Now that I am back home,"
He always did consider that place his home, never shying away from making it clear.
"I've missed this sight and everything that came along with it," Edgar shut his eyes momentarily and took the deepest of breaths in.
