The old man looks at the garden walking slowly with his wife beside him, walking together enjoying the beauty.
The man is fifty and four. He is dressed in the most exquisite clothes, his boot is made with the rarest leather and his body smells like rosemary.
He has a white beard and his smile is jovial and full of kindness. His eyes is full with compassion, his hair is as white as snow, and eyes as blue as the skies.
'Julia, how is our granddaughter?' he asked as he walked.
Julia smiles bitterly.
'The movement in the palace is troubling.' She replies. She didn't want to make her husband worried.
And in the absence of their son, the inner matter of the Imperial Palace is under her governance and she didn't want to tax her husband heart.
The physician advises that her husband should exercise and walk around comfortable environment because of his weak heart.
Aries nodded.