Princess Liviana's POV
"What are you doing, your highness?" I turned my head at the door of the kitchen, where Dominique is leaning while her arms are across her chest. I looked at her from head to toe. She's wearing a navy blue hooded cloak. Under that cloak is a sky blue dress that flows down to her knees that she matched it with dark brown ankle boots.
"You're so pretty." I said while looking at her with admiration. She tears her gaze from me, and her pale cheeks suddenly tainted with pink. She's embarrassed, and I chuckled at her reaction.
"You're prettier than I am." She said shyly. "You're cooking?" She asked as she looked at the food I am preparing. I get back to what I was doing before she came.
