The moon has never looked so beautiful in my eyes, and the stars have never seemed so distant.
Accompanied by Cupcake, I was crossing the skybridge that connects the northwest tower to the central tower, the location of the queen's residence.
We were headed towards the ballroom, where the recruits' welcoming ceremony was about to take place.
To my left, Cupcake was elegantly dressed in a black silk gown, and her right shoulder was adorned with a golden clover flower.
Her expression remained unreadable, as though she hadn't just insisted we shower together to hasten our preparation and make it to the event on time.
I glanced from her to two guards positioned fifteen meters ahead, who stood watch at the Queen's tower entrance.
'Whoosh!'
A sudden, powerful gust of wind surged through the area, causing my bow tie to flutter wildly.
