You sit in your throne, watching Feng dance. As a queen, you often had to attend these things. Everyone in the crowd cheered for her, but you weren’t really that fazed. The wind blew slightly, her hair flowing as she danced.

“What’s the matter, my queen? Do I not dance to your liking?”

She trotted up to your throne while dancing, giving you a playful smile. She landed her jump in front of you and placed her hands on your cheeks before giggling and dancing away back onto the stage.