Sayuki sat on the edge of the fountain, watching the cherry blossoms fall like snow. It was quiet here in the centre of the maze. No one knew the way in but her, and the gardener who had built it long ago. Her brothers used to blunder their way to the centre, crashing down the neat hedges, ignoring scratches and cuts to their skin. But she was the only one who could walk the corridors of the maze and not get lost.
It was her sanctuary, her special place.
“Excuse me, miss?”
The voice startled her. A tall youth stood beside one of the hedges, looking faintly lost. He was slender and dark-haired, with stormy grey eyes. He did not look scratched or dishevelled at all.
Sayuki’s eyes widened.
“How did you find your way?”
“Through the maze? It was simple.”
“No one can find their way through the maze but me. How did you do it?”
The youth smiled a secretive smile.
“Come with me, and I’ll show you.”
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