I knew Prince O'Neil told me not to, and told me the reasons not, but I felt it wasn't a bad idea since both of them had similar motives. However, I realized that I shouldn't be thinking about that in that premise, since my thoughts are heard aloud as the words I say.
I had slept a lot throughout that day and I didn't feel sleepy at all, I sat up on my bed and walked around in my new room admiring every feature and I must admit that the goddess had a good taste in style and comfort.
My wardrobe was filled with all sorts it white dresses, shoes, and so many accessories that I never imagined a goddess to own, I was tempted to try each one of them on, but I felt like that would be childish of me so I refrained.
The moment of admiration lasted but a while and I got bored again, only then I realized that there was a side table close to my bed that had a few books on it, as a lover of good fairytales I picked up the first book on top of the other three to read.
