"Great-grandfather! Great-grandfather! Happy new year, great-grandfather!" A hurricane swept through the palace halls by the name of the energetic prince Ling. His bodyguard, a ten year old girl one year senior to himself, followed behind, sprinting to keep up with her lord.
A wizened old man hobbled around a corner, leaning on a gilded cane. Seeing the young prince, he chuckled and leaned himself against the wall. "Well, here he is. Happy new year, young one! Now, my old senses aren't what they used to be. What year is it, again?"
"1987, great-grandfather! The year of the rabbit!" Prince Ling said excitedly.
The old man raised an eyebrow