Princess Ophelia frowned when she heard her older brother. "You already ask me that so many times, Gus. I already lost count."
"I don't understand, Ophel," Crown Prince Augustus argued. "Why must it be him? You can marry someone from our empire and stay near me and Father. I can't imagine you living so far away from us."
Ophelia Arille chuckled at her brother's words. "I'm not a child anymore, brother. I'm already 20."
"Don't bother to say that," Augustus Arille said, making a dismissive gesture. "No matter what your age is, you will always be a child in me and Father's eyes."
The Princess simply nodded as she was so used to hearing that. "You insisted to come with me. What about the Crown Princess?"
