I didn't want to be stuck in the castle with a prince roaming around the halls looking for me. I did NOT want to bump into him whatsoever in fear he may strike up a conversation with me. I'm terrified to think what he may look like. My father could have, by chance, chosen a well mannered handsome prince and at the same time chosen the complete opposite. I thought it would be the opposite, considering the prince had the gall to visit my room. or perhaps he may have just been worried. Either way, I did not want to be here.
She smiled at me, her hand brushing a strand of dark brown hair out of her face "Of course we can my Princess"
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