Princess Danaphine pursed her lips. She wondered why it seemed like she was being scolded by her father. She looked at Blake and bumped into him. Not saying a word as she did. She had just wondered why this man next to her seemed so easy to talk to. She had never spoken about her dreams to know one really except her family, and here she was telling Blake about her dreams.
Blake looked at the princess next to him, who had her head lowered and a small smile on her lips. He could only sigh. He wondered if Lillia and the rest would kill him for bringing home another princess. He could already hear the faint cackling of a certain fairy. He did not really want to be picked on as a princess picker anymore. But he knew as time went on, he might just end up taking in more which he could easily handle, but he wondered when it would stop.
"We are here…." A few hours later, they arrived at the outskirts of the newly built outer city. "Welcome to the Great City Of Janavine."
