王后 Gives me twenty lashes of the whip!

Nurse, pour me another cup of tea. I'm so hot.

In front of the Royal Palace, the air was scorching. The sun beat down fiercely, making the bricks emit a faint heat. A young woman in luxurious silk robes was lying lazily on a stone bench, fanning herself while sipping tea. Her face was pale, with delicate features and long, fluttering eyelashes. She looked like a delicate flower, but her expression was haggard and she kept sighing.

"Your Highness, wouldn't you like to rest in the shade?" The nurse, a middle-aged woman with a gentle face, asked, holding a small umbrella over the young woman.

"I don't want to," the young woman replied, her voice weak. "There's nothing to do here. Everything in the palace is arranged by others. I'm just a decoration." She sighed again, looking at the palace gates in the distance.

Inside the palace, a young man was walking back and forth in the main hall, his expression agitated. He was the Crown Prince, the most powerful man in the empire, but he felt incompetent every time he saw his sister.