Chapter the Fifth

Just a bit more of castle-doings before Aria must leave, and we shall go on.

It was a fine day. Gilligan was outside, strolling around the open air courtyards, until he noticed Aria, sitting beside a fountain, buried deep in thought.
"Aria? Where are you?" Gilligan sat beside his friend, waving his hand back and forth in front of the daydreaming girl’s face.