Aisha felt her stomach growling. Her hand flew to her abdomen as she grimaced, "We should've had breakfast first. My guts are complaining."
She looked back at the long hallway where they had walked. "But my Chamber's too far already. So much for a Castle. I thought our mansion was already gigantic by itself," she thought out loud.
Her shoulders slumped as her posture went limp. Her home was not as luxurious as the Castle. But it was great. However, it was cold and uninviting. Since the only person who seemed to be living there was her and some servants. Her parents were almost-to-never home.
Now that it has been submerged underwater, she finally misses the home where she grew up. Before she hated it too much.
"It's alright, my lady. We can go to the dining hall while the other servants serve the food from the Royal Kitchen," Rosalia suggested to her.
