Of her old habit, she got up early and thought of practicing dance for an hour, a method she came up with to work on her martial arts without being noticed. She chose the garden amidst the mansion and beside the resting chamber to witness her dance. It already became her favorite place in the whole mansion. Last night there was a small downpour and the garden was full of flowers with dew drops swinging in its petals. He got up and looked around searching for her. He was walking around the mansion meeting others and felt she was near. He paced up and looked around, his instincts led him to cross the corridors and he passed through the garden. He was stunned at her grace. She was dancing round and round, her scarf flowing with pace around her body, the whole garden and himself witnessing he

