The night was tranquil, wrapped in a gentle veil of silver moonlight.
Manifestation of little insects chirped softly in the underbrush, blending with the faint rustle of leaves. The secluded spot within the estate's garden was naturally shrouded by overhanging branches, tall hedges, and thick beds of wildflowers and shrubs.
It could be said to be a natural place for secret meetings. The master of this place had even engaged in intimacy here with one of his wives.
But at this moment, there was an unknown person.
Standing there was a young maid, no more than twenty, her delicate form trembling faintly.
