With gentle hands and a heart brimming with love, Yuna carefully bathed Jimin, adorning her in a knee-length gown of regal purple. The rich fabric cascaded around Jimin, accentuating her grace and innocence. Jimin, with a determined spirit, had woven a delicate flower crown of purple and white blossoms for herself, a testament to her creativity and resilience. As Yuna placed the crown upon her head, Jimin's eyes shimmered with excitement, eagerly anticipating the forthcoming tea party with her grandmother.
Despite the Queen mother's coldness and disdain, Jimin, ever the optimist, clung to hope and positivity. She couldn't comprehend why her grandmother despised her, but she chose to believe that deep down, there must be a glimmer of warmth. In an effort to show her affection, Jimin proudly wore the flower crown she had crafted, a symbol of purity and love.
Yuna, aware of the potential repercussions, guided Jimin gently through the corridors of the palace, leading her to the picturesque garden where the tea party was to take place. The Queen mother sat with her retinue of maids, surrounded by an array of delectable treats and steaming cups of tea. The scene was both grand and intimidating, but Jimin remained determined to share her love and bring joy to her grandmother's heart.
As Jimin approached, a genuine smile graced her lips as she greeted her grandmother, extending the flower crown as a token of her affection. Jimin's eyes gleamed with anticipation. "Grandmother, look! I made this flower crown just for you. Do you like it?"
The Queen mother's gaze fell upon the crown, her expression unyielding. She took a moment before speaking, her words laced with disdain. "Oh, a pitiful little trinket. Such things are not fit for royalty, my dear. You should know better."
Jimin's smile faltered, and she could feel tears welling up in her eyes, but she fought back the sadness, determined to remain strong. "But I made it with love, Grandmother. I thought it would bring you happiness."
The Queen mother scoffed, dismissing Jimin's words with a wave of her hand. "Love? What does a wild child like you know about love? Leave such matters to those more worthy."
Yuna, watching the exchange with a heavy heart, yearned to intervene, to defend Jimin's innocence and pure intentions. However, she held her tongue, fully aware of the potential consequences. She silently vowed to protect Jimin from such callous treatment.
As the tea party commenced, Jimin did her best to emulate the refined mannerisms of the Queen mother. However, the weight of the delicate teacup proved challenging for her small hands, and a few drops of tea spilled onto her gown.
The Queen mother's voice dripped with scorn. "Look at you, making a mess as always. You should learn to hold a cup properly if you want to be a respectable princess."
Jimin's eyes filled with tears, but she took a deep breath, steeling herself against her grandmother's harsh words. She looked up, her voice shaky but resolute. "I'm trying my best, Grandmother. I want to make you proud."
The Queen mother let out a derisive laugh. "Proud? You? A clumsy child who can't even hold a cup without making a mess? Don't make me laugh."
Yuna, standing nearby, could no longer bear witness to Jimin's anguish. She clenched her fists, her heart aflame with anger. Yet she swallowed her words, recognizing that speaking out would only exacerbate Jimin's suffering.
As the tea party progressed, Jimin endured a barrage of cutting remarks from the Queen mother, her heart growing heavier with each insult. She fought back the tears, determined not to show any weakness in front of her grandmother.
When the tea party finally came to an end, Jimin and Yuna sought solace in the sanctuary of Jimin's chambers. Yuna could see the deep sadness in Jimin's eyes, and she approached her gently.
"What troubles you, my sweet princess?" Yuna asked, her voice filled with concern.
Jimin sniffled, her voice soft and tremulous. "Yuya, why does my grandmother hate me? Am I not a good princess?"
Yuna's heart shattered for Jimin, and she pulled her into a comforting embrace. "Oh, my dear Jimin, your grandmother's words are unjust. You are a wonderful princess, full of kindness and grace. Please don't doubt yourself."
Jimin clung to Yuna, finding solace in her warm presence. She whispered, her voice barely audible. "But I want to make her happy. I want her to love me."
Yuna stroked Jimin's hair gently, her voice filled with love. "You are already loved, my princess. By your father, by me, and by so many others who see your true worth. You don't need to prove anything to anyone. Just be yourself, and that is more than enough."
Jimin nodded, her tears finally falling as she released the weight of her grandmother's expectations. Yuna held her tightly, silently vowing to protect her from any further pain.
As the moon bathed the palace in a serene glow, Yuna made a solemn promise to herself. She would confront the King, Jimin's father, and reveal the Queen mother's mistreatment. No longer would Jimin suffer in silence. She would ensure that her beloved princess would know only love, acceptance, and happiness in her life.
With unwavering determination, Yuna embarked on her mission to protect Jimin, to shield her from the cruel whims of the Queen mother, and to create a world where Jimin could thrive and be cherished for the extraordinary princess she was.
"In a world of cruel tongues and wicked sneers,
I'll be the guardian of your fragile tears.
For beneath their venom, I see your soul,
Unyielding, strong, and destined to console."
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