Alex went outside with his family the next day to roam the city since Ronron had never been to one outside of the Central Continent.
She played in the snow for a bit before letting the group go to the city.
She was like a child in a candy shop, curiously looking at every single shop and trying to buy whatever she could get her hands on.
"Father, I want that," she pointed at a small plate armor that was hanging outside one of the shops.
"Do you even know if that is good?" Alex asked her.
"No, but it looks pretty," Ronron said.
"It is, isn't it," Liz asked. "Let me buy my grandniece that armor."
"Really, grandaunt? Thank you!" Ronron jumped up and down excitedly.
"You shouldn't buy stuff just because they look pretty. You need to buy them because they are useful," Alex told her.
"So what?" Ronron said. "I'm a princess, aren't I? Shouldn't princesses look pretty?"
