The Crown Prince was teasing his newly acquired parrot, looking pleased, when he saw a shadow kneeling on the ground, panting heavily.
"What's the matter, panicking like this? How many times have I said, do not rush things, maintain order," the Crown Prince said, frowning at the shadow's anxiety.
The shadow, still kneeling, replied, "Your humble servant was wrong. I was ordered today to track the Second Prince..."
Upon hearing "Second Prince," the Crown Prince's hand paused slightly as he fed the parrot, and his eyes narrowed.
"Oh? Did you discover something? Isn't it just that he presided over another spring banquet? This Second Brother of mine is becoming increasingly restless. Has he forgotten who the Crown Prince is?"
"Restless, restless!"
The parrot chirped away, flapping its verdant wings, causing the Crown Prince's eyes to turn cold.
Beads of sweat trickled down the shadow's forehead as he cautiously spoke:
