"Ugh! Oh, that imbecile will pay once my mother hears about this!"

Yuán Qǐ mí paced her room angrily, her hands clenched as she did so─ making her look like she was childishly stomping in anger. You'd think she was an overgrown kid, with the way she acted.

In a rather evident way, it was clear she'd been spoiled too much growing up─ by The empress herself. She'd been lavished in gifts and luxury and servants of her very own, she barely even knew what it was like to not have things the way she liked them. At least, that's how it seems.

"They should all just listen to me. It's like they forget who I am compared to them!"

Yet ever since she got you, her personal servant of sorts, you'd been treated almost like a therapist─ which was everything but your duty. And what's someone like you to do, when a princess such as Qǐ mí starts ranting all her frustrations to you? Comfort her?