In the middle of a vast, seemingly unending garden there sat a lone figure, lying in a bed of roses. The full moon illuminated the figure, a boy with jet black hair and brilliant blue eyes. The man was Endymion, crown prince of the earth. To why he was lying in a field 3 hours outside the palace no one but he could answer.
"Endymion, where in the world have you been? And why in the world are you sitting in flowers? Getting in touch with your more feminine side?" The soft laugh of Kunzite, Endymion's best friend and one of the four generals that guarded earth and Endymion. Endymion laughed with him, perhaps it was a little crazy, but he loved full moons and lying in the roses with their soft fragrance looking at the moon seemed to put him to ease. Made him dream of love, life, and a different future, if he was allowed to marry whom he wished instead of who would empower his political standing.
"Hiding from you and the rest of my prison guards. Where are they by the way?" The prince smirked ay his guard.
"Is that it just hiding from us? Or is there a certain pair of women you're avoiding?" Mentioning Beryl and Endymion's mother was right on target.
"Don't remind me please. Just help me get back in without either of them seeing me?" The two men laughed and started walking the palace, the full moon shining brightly in the distance.