"Um… Princess?" Miriam stopped on her path and turned around when she noticed that Joyce wasn't following her anymore.
She wondered if she had said anything wrong because Joyce looked too stunned to speak. The Princess was darting her eyes around as though her mind was working on something very important.
Miriam approached Joyce with the intention to ask if she said something that she wasn't supposed to say or if she did something that upset Joyce. "Princ–"
However, she was instantly interrupted when she felt a strong gust of wind hitting her face. She closed her eyes tightly and strongly held the tray in her hand so that she wouldn't end up smashing the teapots on the very first day of trying to be of some help.
