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“Prince Torquil…..” ‘Vella’ greeted the Prince as ‘she’ took ‘her’ seat, her dress had ¾ sleeves and her wrists were adorned by bracelets, covering the area that held the pale scars that covered both wrists, as it something had once constricted to deep around both wrists. Picking up a cup the cup of tea the flame haired ‘princess’ sniffed at it delicately, judging whether or not ‘she’ should drink it.

“It shouldn't be to tiring….” ‘Vella’ spoke softly, Vale wanted to say how he was rarely tired from small things like that, but he had a part to play now. Vale was a big fan of fruit and vegetables. The lanky prince could always be found eating apples and pears at random times. Raising the cup to ‘her’ lips ‘Vella’ took a small sip of the tea, she placed the cup down again after a moment. The tea tasted fine but it was missing some sugar, it wasn't sweet enough. The lone green eyes looked across the table, trying to find the sugar, while still trying to keep the reserved feminine image that had been ingrained into ‘her’ in such a short time.

Clearing ‘her’ throat delicately ‘Vella’ spoke more directly to Prince Torquil for the first time. “Could you please point out the sugar to me, your highness.” A very faint pink had colored the ‘princesses’ freckled cheeks, ‘she’ was a little embarrassed that ‘she’ could not tell what container held the white powder that would sweeten ‘her’ tea.

It appeared that ‘Princess Vella’ liked sweet things, and wasn't afraid to admit it. Most girls even back in Storkall that were part of the court often refused sweets, trying to keep their figure, or something like that, Vale had never truly paid their ramblings mind, seeing as his tastes ran more… masculine.