A five- year-old princess delicately frolicking in a lush, green field. She clutched a beloved stuffed animal in her dainty hands, her sparkling eyes intently following a grand carriage as it departed from the palace gates. Her luscious locks were gracefully tied in a neat bow, while her attire was as charming as it was elegant.
" Lady Azuiel, where is her Majesty taking the kitten?" The young child inquired with a pure and genuine curiosity, displaying a sense of worry and care in her tone.
" Princess Tuile, you must understand that those kinds of things you find on the street cannot be touched by your hands. You are a rare item and must not like dirty things. It is not lady like for a girl of your status." The noblewoman by the name Lady Azuiel provided a warning to the princess.
" Y-You told Her Majesty!"
