The Flash Spirit Princess's face abruptly darkened. "Without him, I can't get anything done? Remember this: stop mentioning him in front of me!"
The maid jumped in fright and hurriedly bowed.
"All right, all right. I'll spare you this time!"
The maid stammered, "Your Highness, I... I'd still like to say a few words."
"Then spit it out!" The Flash Spirit Princess shot her a glare.
"Yes!" the maid said. "Your Highness, I've followed you and witnessed everything that happened between you and the Snow... between you and him. Personally, I think... him sl-sleeping with a woman really... really isn't such a big deal. He never expected Your Highness to be watching. Who could have imagined that?"
The Flash Spirit Princess flared up. "Are you saying I was asking for it?"
Thud!
The maid dropped to her knees. "Your Highness, I would never dare say that..."
"Enough. I already said I would spare you today! Starting tomorrow, if you dare speak up for him in front of me, I'll... I'll... strip you naked and throw you onto his bed!"
The icy menace in the first part of that threat scared the maid's little face white.
But when she heard the last part, her mouth fell open, and her eyes suddenly lit up...
The Flash Spirit Princess noticed that sudden gleam. Fuck! Just as she was about to give the maid a thorough dressing-down, she suddenly looked up!
In the western sky, a flying vessel came cutting through clouds and mist.
The vessel was pure black.
Yet its black was noble and profound.
Two figures stood aboard it.
One was an old man with crane-white hair and a youthful face, bearing the air of an immortal.
The other was a graceful young man. With his folding fan spread, he stood high