"Who Made Me A Princess?" was a story which was for the Lovely Princess Athanasia. I loved as how she had gone through everything to survive, and after everything she had gotten a happy ending. I was very satisfied with reading that.
But, what kind...
The growing headache was starting to annoy me a lot that after my sword training I ended up teleporting myself to that child, Jeanette's house. She wasn't in her room but I was greatly exhausted and with my headache making it hard for me to do anything I ended up falling asleep in her bed.
I woke up when I felt someone touching me, I gripped the hand of whomever it was and looked at the wide eyes of the child looking at me.
I let go of her hand and groaned slightly as I sat up.
"Y-Your Highness?" Jeanette asked as she saw me and I looked at the bruises forming on her wrist.
I stretched my hand to her and she looked at it before placing her hand in mine. I healed her wrist and she smiled.
"I apologise for suddenly appearing in your room and... using your bed." I said running my hand through my hair.
"I-It's okay, a-are you not feeling well, though?" She asked and I sighed my headache had faded.
"I'm fine now, I just... thought of coming here since Athanasia and Dad were busy."
Her expression brightened up as I said that, Athanasia had told me that this child believed that she was Claude's biological daughter and saw me and Athanasia as her sisters.
"Th-Then, I'll be honoured to entertain you till the time you're here." She said and I leaned my back against the headrest.
"You don't need to go too far you can just talk I'll listen." I said and she giggled.
"That's what we always seem to do, Your Highness."
I stayed quiet as she sat looking at me, her expression slowly turned sad and I tilted my head to her.
"Is something the matter?"
Jeanette looked at me and in a cautious tone asked, "Princess... Wha-What would you do... if I were your real sister?"
Oh, she's really asking me that straight away.
She looked at me as if to study my reaction and I recalled what Athanasia had told me about this child. She'd grown in isolation, she was lied to all her life and to a girl like this if she really found something that would make her happy then who was I to take it away?
She turned, "I-I'm sorry for asking such stupid th-"
I lifted my hand and placed it over her head slightly ruffling her soft hair.
"P-Princess?"
"I'll go and rip the head of that person who had made your smile disappear." I answered and she looked at me before her face broke out in a bright smile.
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