A coming surprise

The sky darkens, a mesmerizing display of the Moon and shimmering stars faintly illuminating the surroundings.

The Noble Lady sits in her pavilion, playing a sombre zither piece from her homeland. Cirdan approaches silently from behind, his heart heavy as he listens to the music, knowing the emotions it stirs within his mother.

"Are you missing home again?" His voice interrupts the melody.

The Noble Lady turns, her face lighting up with a smile as she sees him. "You're here," she remarks softly as he strides into the pavilion, taking his place beside her.

"Your health is delicate., Mother. This chill air does you no favours," he chides, his tone and expression showing his deep concern for her.

The Noble Lady smiles. "Have you been spending time with Yetsu again?" she asks teasingly, steering away from his question. She leans close to Cirdan, squinting playfully. "Tell me the truth, have you taken a liking to her?"