As soon as the bell hits the clock, ringing loudly throughout the entire school, indicating that it was now lunch break, their classmates swarmed them and began asking questions.
"Hello, Malvis, Zane," from the crowd spoke a familiar face. Someone that did not talk even when Malvis and Demarco were fighting. "Did you two have a good sleep?"
It was none other than King Gratius' youngest, Princess Dorothy Ausborn, who was lovely and silent most of the time. But not this time.
"Oh, how kind of the princess to be talking to us, com—"
Malvis was cut off by the princess.
"I don't like how you're degrading your position. Unlike my brother, Demarco, I treat everyone the same."
"Good for you, then, Princess Dorothy."
Surprised because she hasn't told them her name, Princess Dorothy wondered how Malvis learned of his name.
"It's not that hard. Maybe, he asked big brother Lance when he led them to their dorm." She thought to herself.
