Hall-way, Royal Palace
Gurgle..
A maid with silver hair fluttering in the wind enters through the large open windows along the hallway, sparkling golden eyes and a face tinted deep red as if she has been slapped for who knows how many types.
Slapped or not, from her dishevelled clothes, which of course, have some holes here and there, which is repairing itself with a greenish glow surrounding the holes.
Suddenly stopping in the middle of her track, that is of course just before reaching a grandeur door, which is of her majesty' room. Not to say, the maid who is currently fixing her clothes, of course inspecting the holes in her uniform which has gone long ago, leaving the cloth new as ever before, is Mae herself, aka The Heifer maid.
Knock
Knock
