The first whistle of a firework shooting into the night sky was heard, and it exploded into a thousand beautiful tiny yellow-white lights, that dropped through the inky black, like so many shooting stars.
Meili, Sofya and Lingling looked at the sky, transfixed by the beautiful display of light.
The Second Prince surreptitiously watched Mei Meili, the open joy on her face twisting at his heart, until it pained him.
Tan Bowen's display was achingly beautiful to Meili. All of the colours of the rainbow bloomed in the sky like flowers of light. Yellow faded into white, a green firework was chased by a pale pink, so that the two overlapped like a giant chrysanthemum.
The Second Prince found himself unable to look away, as the different coloured lights reflected on her face, her bright eyes aglow, her porcelain skin taking on the colours from the sky, like she was a rainbow fairy come to sit among them.
