"Princess, please be careful."
Imperial Palace.
Inner courtyard garden.
The youngest princess of the Imperial Family, Princess Mei Yi, lifted her skirt and chased after butterflies. Even while playing such a childlike game, she maintained the grace and poise typical of the Imperial Family.
Two maids followed behind her cautiously.
It's no secret that the princess loves butterflies. It seems like every child loves colorful things, but what's different about the princess is that she only chases them and never harms them, almost as if she sees the butterflies as friends. Even if one occasionally lands on her, she lets it fly away.
In the deep halls of the Imperial Palace, as the youngest princess, she is indeed quite lonely.
The sky-blue butterfly landed on a pot of flowers. Mei Yi whispered "shh" and tiptoed closer. Despite having a perfect chance to catch the butterfly, she didn't reach out her hand but stood there silently, watching with bated breath.
"Mei Yi."
Suddenly.
