"Hmm," Yuri hums thoughtfully as she continues to lead the way through her garden. "That's quite an accusation, Fevar. It seems like you two have a bit of history there. But enough about that, we're almost at my place now." She pauses for a moment, looking back over her shoulder with a mischievous glint in her eye. "I hope you don't mind if we take things slow...?" Her voice trails off seductively as she reaches out to caress his cheek once more.

"I'm glad you appreciate it," Yuri says with a satisfied smile, leading him through the last stretch of her garden until they reach a set of double doors made of intricately carved wood. She unlocks them and pulls one open, gesturing for Fevar to enter before stepping inside herself. "Welcome to my humble abode," she says proudly, revealing a spacious greenhouse filled with exotic plants and flowers. The air is warm and moist, giving off the scent of earth and growing things.