As they walked deeper into the heart of the garden, Julie's lips curved faintly as her eyes drifted over the neatly arranged benches surrounding the long table at the center.
The morning breeze danced through the flowers, carrying their sweet fragrance through the air while sunlight filtered gently through the trees overhead.
"They'll bring the food soon, sis," Azazel said, slowing his pace to match hers.
Julie nodded lightly.
"Well, I'm not really hungry. It's just... some discomfort in my lower belly."
Azazel glanced at her from the side, his brows pulling together thoughtfully.
"I hope it goes away soon. Lower belly pain doesn't usually appear out of nowhere."
Julie offered a small smile.
"Maybe after I eat something it'll be fine."
"Hmm."
As they reached the table, Azazel stepped ahead and pulled out one of the benches for her.
"Come, sit."
"Thank you."
"You're highly welcome."
