28 Sculpture Garden (1/2)

The Bewitched Soul Alison35 18880K 2022-07-22

Meanwhile, in Brookville, a small white flower bud appeared on the tree.

Julius woke up early the next morning. He took a stroll in the palace garden. They were servants quarters to the end of the garden. He carefully walked towards the servant quarters, pretending that he didn't know much about them. He looked around as if he was confused. He pretended to be lost. Seeing the old man in such a helpless situation, a small boy poked his back gently.

”Are you lost, Sir? If I'm not wrong you're our guest here for a while. Is there any way I can help you?” the little boy sounded so adorable which made Julius smile.

”Yes, I am. I was walking in the garden but then it seems I lost my way back to the castle.” Julius raised his brows in helplessness.

”Oh, I see. I'll help you to get back to the castle. Yes, it is a bit confusing, more like a labyrinth?” the small boy laughed seeing Julius shrug.

”Thank you. What do I call you, little gentleman?” Julius smiled.

”My name is Mathew, and you are?” Mathew raised his little hands to initiate a handshake.

”Julius,” Julius secured a firm handshake with the little hand.

”Let's go!” Mathew looked excited as he started to jump-walking.

Thinking this could be the perfect chance to know more about the palace,

”Oh wait, I've come so far now. Can we take a tour of this place? I'm sure you're not in a hurry?” Julius smiled.

”Okay! I'll guide you, Sir Julius. This way please...” Mathew held Julius's big hands as compared to his and started dragging him with his full strength.

Julius smiled as the little boy was too adorable. He firmly held the little boy's hand and followed him.

”So this is the fish pond. There you see golden fish! My mother said that the oldest one is about 40 years old. Strange isn't it?” Mathew spoke as he had taken the responsibility of a tour guide as for now.

”It is. Magic!” Julius laughed aloud as he spoke.

”Haha! You want to take a look at the sculptures?” Mathew looked up high at Julius.

”Sure, take me there?”

”Follow me!” the little boy took long steps to keep with the same pace as Julius.

Looking at the boy struggle to keep up the pace with him, Julius giggled.

”Come here, Mathew. Let me help you.” Julius carefully lifted Mathew in his arms.

”Now we walk together!” Julius smiled.

”Thank you, Sir Julius. I'm maybe just too small?” Mathew giggled.

”Haha! Yes, you are. Don't worry you'll grow soon. How old are you?”

”I'm 4 years old” Mathew smiled.