The prettiest things

 The wind blew through her hair lightly as it danced around her. The sky was beautiful with an exotic mix of colour, and in the middle of this beautiful canvas painted by nature, she sat there on the sand watching the sunset.

 

 Evelyn sensed Cedric's presence and acknowledged him with a bow. She was about to verbally greet him, but he stopped, placing a finger on his lips to shush. 

 

 She nodded then turned back to watch her mistress. It was healing how Abrielle made it part of her day to watch the sunset after she found her way to the beach that day.

 

 Cedric made his way towards her, stopping a few feet away; as expected, she didn't sense his presence because his movements were very quiet and nibbled.