Author's Note: Because Ryuuki must have been occupying himself somehow during the time he was slacking off. And he's certainly proven himself to be freakishly observant when he wants to be.
The sound of bad-tempered muttering drew Ryuuki's attention from the scroll he was examining. He peeked surreptitiously around the trunk of the tree he was leaning against to identify the source. Sure enough, Li Kouyuu was stomping down the path that ran through the garden for the third time, a crumpled paper clenched in one hand and a decidedly ill-tempered look on his face.
The delinquent Emperor sighed, then stood up and tucked the scroll into his sleeve as he walked over to the building that flanked one side of the garden. Leaning through an open window, he flagged down a passing servant. The man blanched slightly when he saw who was beckoning him over, but his bow was perfectly proper despite the irregularity of having his king hanging through a window like a ten-year-old and waving at him.
"Li Kouyuu is lost again," Ryuuki said, not bothering with any preamble. "We believe he's trying to get to the archives. If you were to head through the gardens soon, you would most likely encounter him."
The man nodded. "Of course, Your Majesty."
Ryuuki paused, then added, "Li Kouyuu is a very proud and temperamental man, as you are doubtless aware."
The servant blinked, and realization dawned in his eyes. His bow this time was deeper. "I understand. As Your Majesty wishes."
Ryuuki nodded, and pulled himself back through the window to look for a new hiding place.