In the courtyard, the clear water flowed gently over the artificial mountain, and the scenery was just right.

Sir Hess handed Alfred a cigarette, and suddenly chuckled lightly, "I really didn’t expect you to find your way here."

Alfred held the snow-white cigarette between his fingers, his knuckles lightly rubbing the tip, which had taken on the scent of nicotine.

He gently tugged at his lips and said, "You should thank Belle."

Sir Hess ...