Komajiro managed to get Komasan a job as a gardener for the Enma Ville. The uniform perfectly disguised him, not even Zazel's keen eyes could recognize the small koma.

Komasan would take care of the flowers, keep the water all nice and clean, and keep an eye on the princess. The jewel of his eyes, Mystica. He enjoyed the Ville and the beauty of it. Soon the time will come to initiate the plan.

The plan was to get Komasan as close to Mystica as possible, so they can make things right. Komasan enjoyed the time of day when Mystica came to the patch of marigolds and the small pond to sing her melody to the Ville.

"O' sweet breeze~ Softer than the smallest cloud~ Blow away your sorrow~ May my soul be shattered now~" Komasan heart skipped a beat ,just listening  to her soothing voice

It was as marvelous as a songbird dining in the shade of an oak tree. Though the song was sad, yet it was just so oddly peaceful. Almost like a lubally that a mother would sing a baby who was restless.

Komasan came close to Mystica and sat beside her, in tranced by that melody. Sweeter than the nectar in a honeycomb. Mystica hadn't noticed him as  she sung the only comfort she could provide to her heart.

"Lovely tune, my darling" A voice familiar to her caused her to stop singing

Mystica turn to meet the voice's owner, her eyes widen as her tears flow down her violet cheeks once more.

"Komasan?" Her voice softer, barely a whisper

" Yes darling" Komasan gently hugged her, trying Mystica tears.

They were reunited at last, though it would be a long way to re-kindle the trust of the royal family.

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Should I add shorts of the two love birds? Please say so in the comments?