Cyrus found the garden a place of comfort and relaxation. Of course the king of all incubi and succubae would find a lust garden nothing more than and interesting flower bed. It was as if the plants and creatures knew what he was merely by his presence some stayed out of the way out respect until called upon. Other ran close enough to fill their curious minds but not enough to be a hinderance. The plants that would feed on any of the lower demons kept their roots and vines to themselves. It was an unspoken authority that was embedded in their genetic code. He was the one that provided their sanctuary he was not one to be tested.<br/><br/>The king extended a band to a near by plant with giant leaves and the body of a woman. She extended her plant like body out toward the king. He leaves meshed together into a sort of reclining lawn chair shape. Her high pitched voice made a a sort of melodic call to her king as if alerting him that she was done. As he sat down he couldn't have looked any more relaxed than he was. Upon first glance it would even seem like his defenses were down. That was until his eyes moved to the Giant Red tree. His piercing gaze stared at the purple leaves. Could he possibly see the body hidden behind them from that distance?<br/><br/>In reality he did need to see anything he could feel the presence that didn't belong in his domain. Like a bright smudge on a dark painting the presence stood out to him. However in his nonchalant manner he just yawned and closed his eyes as if he didn't see anything.