C651 Bk3: Ch– 164 Departure(pt-1)

Rosa was sitting on the palace stairs. It was a staircase on the back. The guards would move from time to time, bowing to her. Rosa only had the courtesy to nod and go back to looking at the garden. Her chin was on her palm while her legs took the weight of her elbow like a table.

“How long are you going to stare?” Darce was standing on the side, smiling at her.

His hand folded