This was a beautiful day.
Xuan sat in front of the TV, watching the Crown Prince's live broadcast.
["Her Majesty the Queen has taken the emblem symbolizing the future monarch from the Priest's hands, a crest of the Royal Family, inlaid with rare purple and green diamonds...]
The camera shifted toward the prince.
Ah, he was so beautiful.
The Queen's family were all high in looks, from herself to her children, none were anything less than astoundingly beautiful.
But the young prince, in particular, was blessed with a face that even the gods would envy.
His beauty had no flaw from any angle, and on his slightly icy face, there was always an air of pride and chilly nobility.
So young, and he was about to take the reins of the Country from Her Majesty?
Then, in Sez, countless girls like Xuan would believe that this future monarch could govern the Country solely with his looks.
The phone rang, it was Xuan's father calling.
Xuan answered it.
