'He said he would come and he didn't. He's a d*rn prince… was sending a note or a message with someone too much to ask?... It's obvious he wasn't in a fight. He looked too freaking fine in those luxurious clothes for that.'
A part of me had tried not to think about it. Just as I did while bothered at the waterfalls… but this time it wasn't working out.
'... Is it my period? It's delayed so maybe that's why I'm this easily edgy right now…'
"....."
'Urgh… I have a headache now. If it's about to come...'
"... Lady Marianne… is there something wrong?" — The princess that had gently not talked much to me probably aware something bothered me, suddenly asked with appreciated secrecy.
It was only a second I took to decide to tell the truth of my current state, and with my blank post-it notes already out lying lonely on the table, I wrote for her to know.
[ I have a headache. I wish to take a stroll. ]
