Crystal's POV:
Several small Gothic structures surrounded the enormous pink-blue castle that housed the royal kindergarten. Along with that, a spacious part of the lawn served as a playground.
I followed Rufus all the way to the gate of the castle. When I walked in, I saw Beryl who sported two pigtails. She had her hands on her waist while fiercely staring at a boy who was at least a head taller than her.
The boy was a little chubby. He stared back at Beryl defiantly.
Angry, Beryl demanded, "Apologize to me!" Her frail, childlike voice almost cracked.
"No!" A smirk spread across the little boy's face as he reached out to grab Beryl by her pigtail.
When Beryl's pigtail was yanked out of place, she became even more enraged. She snatched the boy's arm and bit it.
Seeing that the two kids were about to grapple with each other, Rufus and I quickly stepped forward to stop them.
As soon as Beryl saw Rufus, she threw herself into his arms and sobbed, "Daddy, my strawberry hair band was broken,"
Beryl said as she spread out her soft, beautiful hand. On it was a broken strawberry hair band.
Rufus scooped her up and comforted in a soft voice, "Baby Beryl, don't cry. Daddy will buy you another one. How about a bunny one, okay?"
Beryl sobbed and said reluctantly, "Okay. Bunny is not bad."
Looking at Beryl's tearful smile, I breathed a sigh of relief. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the chubby boy trying to sneak away. I quickly grabbed his hood and said seriously, "You can't just run away after doing something wrong."
Evidently nervous and a little uneasy, the young boy stuttered, "I didn't do anything wrong. Everyone here does this kind of thing. You can ask them if you don't believe me."
The little boy pointed at the stairway not far away. I followed his finger and saw a group of boys watching and evidently enjoying this ruckus. Hearing the little boy's words, those boys immediately dispersed, leaving behind only a scrawny one squatting on the ground, eyes bloodshot.
His hair was in a mess, and several red marks were on his face. His necktie was crooked. It was obvious that someone pulled it with brute force.
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