I walked beside William as we walked through a forest beside the palace. The trees were tall and the ground was covered with orange or yellow leaves. William walked in silence as he watched the road in front of us, his gaze calculated but also tentative. "So where are we going?" I asked him curiously. "We'll be there soon," he said quietly. He kept looking forward and walking until we reached the point where there were lots of two-winged white flowers. They covered the ground around us and suddenly made the forest look cleaner and cleaner. William began to pluck a few flowers and bind them together until he made a beautiful white bouquet. He kept walking forward as I slowly examined his steps, what was he planning? He stopped and I stopped a few steps behind him. He sat up and I was a

