Second Lifetime, Freya. (9)

Courtyard, Garden.

Seconoria.

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Theodore stood vigil in a shadowed corner of the grand courtyard, his posture rigid, ever alert, Freya was inside. He believed his role that required unwavering dedication. The rain had begun as a soft drizzle, but now it pounded down in earnest, a relentless torrent that soaked the earth and filled the air with its rhythmic drumming. 

The sky was a dark, churning mass of clouds, and the scent of rain mingled with the fragrance of the garden's blossoms.