Her motives for wanting to be queen come from her own power hungry ambitions.
Spring is a beautiful time
where birds chirp and wind howls
where flowers blossom and bells chime
where in night you'll see mystic owls
Winter is also so
but has coldness buried deep in it
you might hear the wild wind blow
or the cold hit
Nonetheless spring and winter are very alike
they say they're both beautiful
at first sight
they are both wonderful season and never seem undutiful
And again and again they both arise
one after another
after one dies
and gives space for its brother
