A hawk circled the skies above the imperial castle.
"Ana, have you heard anything from my fiancee?"
Lazy, yet proud, the hawk's wings spread far and wide, majestic.
"Your fiancee, lord brother?"
"Elder brother, who are you talking about?"
The hawk didn't flap its wings. Slyly, it climbed unto a current flowing upward.
"Ah... Right. Who was I talking about again?"
And the hawk soared above the clouds.
***
"My lady," I called out. "Are you, perhaps, being forgotten by the world?"
Absurd.
That was how I would describe this thought.
In the carriage that gently rocked on the streets, an air of silence loomed.
The lady slowly turned her gaze toward me, the slight sense of happiness in her previous actions completely disappearing.
"What nonsense are you spouting, guard?"
Was she pissed?
