"Don't worry about them, how is Beatrice doing?"
"Her Majesty has been in a deep sleep."
"She hasn't woken up?"
"Her Majesty... might need a bit of your help."
"What do you mean?"
"It's about the Eldest Princess," a voice as calm as a still well surfaced.
A few people looked up and saw Beatrice's dedicated lady-in-waiting, Qian.
"Qian, long time no see."
Louis greeted the lady-in-waiting.
The lady-in-waiting nodded and then looked at the little swan and black swan, then said after a moment:
"I'll inform you of the details next."
She led the few of them into the Imperial Palace.
The group followed.
Louis's gaze grew sharper, and he quickly noticed something unusual:
"Qian, has something happened? You look very tired."
"Her Majesty Beatrice encountered a small issue."
In an instant, the three of them stopped in their tracks.
Louis anxiously said, "I'll go check it out."
"Hold on, it's not a big problem."
