"You must really be losing your mind, aren't you? Why on earth would I court a prince?" I bobbled my head at the strange idea. Making her amusn poverty and then your children will also live the same faith you do the moment they are born unless you do something about it and climb up the ranks." She explains, almost sounding cold and calculated.
"Besides, don't you need an invitation to get into one of those and I don't particularly have an invitation so there is no way they'll let me in," I argued, but she snickered, almost ignoring my concern. "What are you laughing about now? You know, you laugh a lot..."
