With a final bow Nerin left her majesty for the night and hoped the she would enjoy the remaining hours of her birthday.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>A young man was seated on one of the benches in the garden, in deep thought. His jacket was an earthy brown while his vest was a deep green. Brown hair obviously well groomed, it still grew to a length where he needed to tie it back with a piece of black ribbon.