King Fayn and Shaph were waiting in my living room when we went out. And I thought this was a private area and that I had used up almost four hours to remake myself.
"Princess!" Shaph beamed. "Look at you!" He bowed down so low acting as if I really was a princess.
King Fayn took my hand and raised it to his lips. I jolted and instinctively pulled my hand away. King Fayn looked puzzle.
"Err—" I glanced at Shaph and Sharon nervously, afraid that I had assaulted the King of the neighboring country. "I am very sorry—I mean, please excuse my rudeness, King Fayn, I was not used to err...." I tried my hardest to be polite. Oh, life is hard!
King Fayn smiled and seized my hand into his clasp again. I twitched a bit. "Just call me Fayn. Let me do it properly again, so you can get used to it."
I watched Fayn kissing the back of my hand with reddened face. I thought I had to endure this the whole time I was here since it was their way of greeting.
"I was worried." Fayn said. "But it seemed you turned out amazingly stunning after a tremendous bath."
"Thank you." I could speak without much shyness this time. Guys would not praise bland girls without expecting returns, I had better beware.
"Then, I'd better get going." Fayn gave me another bow and left the room.
"We'll go too." said Sharon winking at me as she went away with the maids who were lining neatly in front of my room.
"So—" I started. There were only Shaph and me now. "Thank you so much Shaph for sending Sharon."
"She did indeed a very good job with you, Princess." said Shaph.
"I hope you could talk to me normally." I said. "You know that I'm not—"
"Yes, you are." Shaph cut in. "You have to be one for me, for us now. By the way," Shaph professionally poured a cup of tea from a cart which I was sure I hadn't seen earlier. He gave it to me and advised me to sit down. The white wisps floated and brought with it the chamomile aroma as I sniffed and took a tiny sip. "I have consulted with Sharon. We will arrange the 'Welcome Party' tomorrow."
I choked on the chamomile tea. It went into the windpipe and down to the lung. It was not nice. "W—why so fast?!"
"You see, your Highness," Shaph remained polite and calm and I wished he would just stop that, because his calm face could not dampen the seriousness of the mess he pulled me in. He probably prepared a chamomile tea to relax me before bringing on another matter. "I want every royals to go back to their countries. It's been quite hard to control them, particularly when they heard you are back. King Fayn even barged into this private unit. I like King Fayn. He's nice and brave and kind. But I had to put your Highness before him."
Sounded very nice, I almost snorted.
"Okay, then, shall we begin?" Shaph extended his arms. "I'd like to teach you Princess's manners, and how to talk and act during the party."
Even though I was a bit tired after a whole day at my world and after so many things that happened in such a short time, I jumped happily into Shaph's princess lesson. In order to improved my Princess disguise and not get killed, I paid a lot of attention to what he taught me. Shaph showed me how to curtsy properly, how to walk, how to talk. He tried to get my back straight reminding me with a tap on my hunch. He told me where to rest my hands and so many other things. I was usually a good learner, but my head spun so fast now.
At length Shaph said, "This should be alright. It should be enough for tomorrow's party. The sun has set. I will brought you some dinner."
I slumped down into a chair when Shaph left, the twilight made orange stripes on my body and glinted off the rose chandelier. I did not know when Shaph brought the dinner, I was deep into the soft slumber the second my head touched an oak hand rest of the chair.