Not everyone can be perfect.

The palace.

Hoshiko had arrived at the purple walled palace and looked over it in awe. She walked up to the gates and a solder had asked her about why she was here. After a long talk, she walked in and was greeted by a beautifully dressed man. His hair was a light purple with only streaks of dark purple. She bowed and introduced herself, him doing the same. She had been shown to her room and she began to settle down. As she settled down, she heard singing in the room next to her. She had walked out of her room and knocked on the door that was next to her. The singing had stopped and a beautiful lady with silky pink hair had stepped out, "I am deeply sorry for the noise. I shall be more quiet from now on." She bowed at Hoshiko. Hoshiko waved her arms slightly and laughed, "No, Not at all. Your that 'noise' is actually really beautiful. Just like you." She smiled brightly and the lady giggled slightly. They began talking till it was time to eat dinner and the Prince came to fetch them himself, "It seems like you have met my lovely guest, Luka." Hoshiko nodded and bowed respectfully. They sat down for dinner but were quickly interrupted. The sound of groups of people yelling across town, "There's a witch in the town!!! Find her and burn her!!! Her hair as pink as blossoms, her skin as white as an Angels wing!!! It's name is Luka!!! Megurine Luka!!!" Hoshiko ran to a window along with the prince and the beautiful lady. They saw a young girl with green hair, mostly teal, yelling with a bunch of people. She held a paper with a painting of Luka on it and a witch sign next to it. The Prince gasped softly and looked at Luka, whose face was as blue as the ocean, her eyes as runny as a stream. Luka ran to hide somewhere in the palace, Hoshiko yelling after her. Her secret was out.