She stands patiently outside the prince's chamber, her heart pounding in her chest. Her fingers play nervously with the hem of her kimono, a habitual gesture when she's feeling anxious. Her brown eyes sparkle with excitement and anticipation as she waits to hear his call. "I hope he likes my new poem..." She murmurs to herself, a faint smile playing on her lips. She can almost feel his presence inside, the weight of his royal dignity radiating through the door. She takes a deep breath, composing herself and preparing for whatever lies ahead. "Whatever the purpose of this meeting, I'll make sure to give it my all." She resolves, her determination renewed.