The moment he saw the God-Pleasing Crown Prince statue, the little one was stunned, frozen in place. His unbandaged eye widened, and he hurried over with thumping steps. He clearly wanted to grab the hem of the Crown Prince’s clothing and pounce on him, but at the same time, he didn’t dare get too close lest he dirty his robes. It was a long time before he extended his arms very carefully and opened his stubborn little fists.
There was a single tiny flower hidden in his hands.
The God-Pleasing Crown Prince gave the boy a small smile as he accepted the flower. Then he reached one hand out and picked the boy up, hoisting him up into his arms. The two left happily, just like that. One had finally found someone to admire his sword dance, and one had finally found someone to offer his flower.