Niki strode through the palace halls, seemingly aggravated by something, his dark eyes clearly annoyed. His sleek, black hair reflected off the light of the many crystal chandeliers hanging on the palace roof, but everything seemed to annoy him at the moment.

Niki was about to turn a corner, but he bumped into someone, the impact startling him and knocking him off his feet slightly. He looked up to see a crate of apples on the floor and... the person he had bumped into.