Inside the Imperial residence, nestled to the left of the training grounds and across a labyrinth of hallways, resided Consort Shira. A chorus of frustrated shrieks erupted from within, shaking the very foundation of the residence.
"𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒚𝒚𝒚𝒚?" cried a young girl named Xiaohua, her dark purple hair, clipped with a delicate butterfly pin, bouncing with each frustrated shake of her head.
Her bright sunset eyes, usually sparkling with mischief, were clouded with disappointment.
"𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆 𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒑𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚," she explained to Consort Shira, who sat calmly amidst the chaos.
"𝑰𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒅," the Consort replied in her usual gentle tone, "𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒘𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚."
A collective sigh filled the room, punctuated by a dejected "𝑩𝒃𝒃𝒃𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒕𝒕𝒕…" from another girl.
"𝑵𝒐𝒘, 𝒏𝒐𝒘," Consort Shira soothed, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "𝑹𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒅? 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒔, 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒚, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒅𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒉𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅, 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚, 𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔."
A flicker of pride ignited in each girl's eyes as they exchanged glances, silently acknowledging this truth.
"𝑪𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒍𝒚," Coco chimed in, her short brown hair bouncing as she spoke. Her bright blue eyes, usually filled with boundless energy, held a hint of frustration.
"𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒔 𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒂 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔."
Consort Shira chuckled softly. "𝑷𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔, 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒅𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆? 𝑹𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓, 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒔."
A wave of excitement washed over the girls. "𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑴𝒂𝒋𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒚? 𝑾𝒆'𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒅!" they exclaimed in unison, bowing deeply.
With a mischievous glint in her eyes, Consort Shira gestured for them to follow. Her plan was simple: to subtly guide them towards activities that aligned with their individual passions. A walk through the palace halls became a journey of discovery. For some, it kindled a flame of fascination with intricate embroidery designs hanging on display. For others, the sight of maps sparked a lively discussion about political strategies. One girl, with a natural inclination towards healing, found herself drawn towards the palace physician's chambers, eager to learn more. And finally, led by an irresistible aroma, the girls landed in the heart of the palace kitchen.
Seeing the girls actively engaged, their skills finally put to good use, a sense of relief washed over Consort Shira. A smile graced her lips, a quiet satisfaction at her well-executed plan. As the hours flew by, the initial disappointment of the canceled task faded away, replaced by a renewed sense of purpose. All thanks to a little patience and a cleverly orchestrated tour of the palace.
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