The grandeur of the Leonis Empire was draped in the quiet beauty of winter. Every footfall of the servants echoed in the stillness, a rhythmic accompaniment to the gentle swish of their winter garments. The palace, like a slumbering giant, held its breath in the enchanting embrace of the snowy morn.
"Tina!"
"Rina! Come, kitty, kitty...!"
Isla and Sebastian walked, searching for the kittens. They searched the corridors, the courtyards, and even the places the kittens liked. Still, they found nothing. Isla looked at the white world outside and whined, "Sebastian... it's cold. Do you think they are okay...?"
"I know. Let's tell everyone to search," Sebastian sighed, embracing her to soothe her. Isla, her bright blue eyes, nuzzled him. She wasn't usually this worried about the kittens. When they were missing, she would calmly wait until they returned by themselves.
