Cleopatra blinked when Kishra came back into her living room through the jump, but the blush on her daughter's face had her questioning.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing..." She said looking at her with that same red face "Mother, am I a princess?"
"Well yes, since I'm Queen, why?"
"Not the daughter of the Queen?"
"That too Kishra"
"If you will live forever, how can I be a princess, I am then instead only your daughter?"
Cleopatra frowned at her now "Where did this come from? We talked about it didn't we?"
"Yes, but still..." Kishra crossed her arms "Mother I love you but I don't want to be in your shadow all my life"
Cleopatra stood up and smiled, coming over to Kishra she slowly placed her hands on her shoulders.
"Saying that, makes me proud of you"
"Why?"
"It means you are a woman now, you're ready to take on your own world..." She said stepping back sighing "My goodness, I've truly kept a lid on you haven't I?"
