Meaning Of Alaric And It's Banning.

Salviana went to their budding flower garden and bent there with all the emotions she was feeling.

Alaric joined her.

The garden was quiet except for the soft patter of rain against the protective nets stretched over the budding flowers. The tiny sprouts, fragile yet determined, pushed through the damp soil — a tender sign of life, of hope. 

Salviana crouched low, her fingers brushing the delicate leaves as if her touch alone could will them to grow. Her breaths were steady but shallow, each exhale carrying the weight of worry and frustration.

She didn't hear Alaric approach at first — not until his shadow blended with hers in the dimming light.

"Leave us," she murmured to the guards standing at a polite distance. They obeyed, their footsteps retreating into the castle's stone halls. Moments later, a maid appeared with a tray of snacks, asking softly about dinner. Salviana shook her head.

"Not yet."