The Flame

Ayesha sat on the balcony on the highest floor of the Imperial Palace. With the view of the city of Kyoto, is full of pink Sakura trees that give off a peaceful atmosphere for the ancient city. The upper part of the buttons of her maid outfit is open, and she took off the ribbon that was supposed to be tied around her. Her short black hair showed little to no resistance to the blows of the wind coming from the Arctic North. She closed her eyes and looked like she was struggling to think.

Yuri opened the door to the balcony and came out approaching his Artificially Intelligent assistant. He stood right next to her and gazed at the horizon, and he saw the frustrated AI's attempts to think. And she thought hard.

Yuri gave a heavy sigh. 

"Master, can I ask a question?" Ayesha said while maintaining her closed eyes and heavy thought.

"Yeah, sure. What is it?" Yuri replied and then rested his hands on the guard rails of the balcony that Ayesha was sitting on.