"Fox! Don't say nonsense!" the woman scolded. "Greet our royal guests properly first."
"Hello, I'm Fox," the young man said perfunctorily.
Mana smiled and waved back. "Hi, I'm Mana," she said. She'd always had a soft corner for eccentric people, and she instinctively liked this Fox fellow. This device of his was indeed similar to the fax machines of her world, and she wondered if this guy would, if given a push in the right direction, be able to develop something like mobile phones, too. Even a rudimentary mobile phone without a video call option would be a blessing at this time!
Fox raised an eyebrow. "Mana as in Princess Mana, the younger daughter of King Jaren of the Emerald Kingdom?" he asked curiously.
"The very same," Mana replied with a grin.
"Aren't you supposed to be sickly and dying?" Fox asked bluntly.
His mother immediately started to berate him, grabbed his arm and started to drag him backwards, while spouting apologies to Mana.
