When Ember stepped out of her chamber, her attention was on her dress rather than her surroundings. She had to carefully hold her long flowy skirt in her hands so she wouldn't trip over her dress.
'Bear it for a day,' she consoled herself. 'From tomorrow onwards, I'll refuse to wear such a long dress.'
Because her mind was focused on keeping herself upright, she thoughtlessly crossed the grand hallways without any particular direction in mind. She had seen a number of servants on the lower floors yesterday, but this particular part of the palace was empty, without a soul in sight.
'This is more comfortable for me, actually.'
The carpeted hallway had huge glass windows on one side which had their panels open, allowing plenty of sunlight and fresh air to enter inside the palace. With each step of hers echoing, those long curtains seemingly moved along it.
Chirp, chirp?
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Creation is hard, cheer me up!