Qian sat on his office, his legs crossed. Bored as usual. So many papers of deals and alliances. He sighed in annoyance.

The cup of chamomile tea layed calm, it tasted sweet and beautiful. He set his pen down, and looked out the window of his kingdom, so calm, he has to protect his people. "How cute."

Leaves fallen, children's frolicking as couples walked by. The King felt like it was worth it, all his pressure would come to fruition like the perfect diamond.