Leaving

In the Upper World.

A figure in a white robe, her long, black hair swaying to the side, her black eyes were fixed on a beautiful red flower, and her left hand caressing the thorn at the plant's stem.

'Snap'

As she pulled out the thorn, the red flower swayed slightly.

"Did you see that?" She asked in her beautiful voice.

"Yes, princess." A bald man nodded quickly as he stared at the red flower.

"So, what did you understand?" Her gaze was drawn to her finger, where a drop of blood was seeping out of her skin, which was being pricked by the thorn.

"Yes, it clearly shows that the princess is powerful," the bald man answered quickly, glancing at a woman beside her. His heart skipped a beat as her beauty fascinated him.

A frown appeared on the woman's face as she turned around to look at the bald man.