The crisp ringing sound occasionally echoed across the Fountain Garden Square in front of the main gate. Rebecca was happily riding her new "toy," circling around the flower beds again and again. The helpless attendants could only stand not far away or follow closely, always ready to help the princess up if she fell.
However, compared to the beginning, Rebecca was evidently much more skilled at this moment. At least she wouldn't crash headfirst into the flower beds anymore.
Behind the tall windows of the study, Gawain silently retracted his gaze from the square.
