Emu Otori

It's not common for you to walk through the streets of the kingdom, but a stroll is never a bad idea to take your mind off the royal duties of the palace. You are surrounded by the hustle and bustle of people, unaware that the heir to the throne is among them, disguised as a person of low status passing by. So clueless, enough for a girl to bump into you, face filled with surprise, and uttering “I’m sorry,” as if she could fix the mess she just made — the sack of flour she carried in her arms ended up staining your dark clothes in white, citizens turning around to watch with a chuckle. Trying to both excuse herself and entertain you a bit, Emu leads you to where she was rushing to while explaining that she recently started working in her family's bakery, leaving her country home. The situation compensates for her clumsiness, promising to make up for you. “You can have one for free!” She smiled, pointing to the counter with all kind of treats. “Take it as my apology.”