'... It can't be...'
The circumstances were overwhelming the foreign soul who was sensitive to any change her possessed body gestured.
Yet, regardless of the magnetic force, she focused on restoring her breathing to its usual pace before reflecting on the other impending issues stressing her psyche.
'Haaa... This shitty life I'm living..... I should note down my complaints..... If there's a god..... They should get it.' — The tired child thought, stating with a defiant tone her dissatisfaction at our watch over her matters.
"Marianne!? Sister??! Please have some shame!" — The youngest said, flaring with envy and disbelief at the behaviour both, the Crown Prince and her sister, were displaying.
Their proximity scandalized the young girl in love... And so, attempting to put an end to the unexpected closeness both were in, Theressa tried to "help" the feeble Marianne.
"Your Highness, let me take her away–"
