Harry frowned and disdainfully looked at his sister, who only cared about eating.
"Hush—"
"Keep your voice down!" Little Princess forcefully shoved a mouthful of cake in her mouth, mumbling inarticulately, "Don't let Grandmother see, she'll get mad!"
"..." Harry began to doubt his sanity; why would he seek advice from this little cake-devouring fool?
"Evelyn is being bullied, and you're still focused on eating?"
"If you don't let me eat, I'll feel like I'm being bullied too." Little Princess stuffed another bite of cake into her mouth, her big watery eyes, pitifully selling cuteness to her brother on the telephone.
Harry: "..."
Why does the wise and almighty King Harry have a sister like a pig?
"Evelyn won't let us ask Daddy, but if you find Daddy, he can protect her." Little Princess finally finished eating the cake, her beautiful face beaming a big smile.
She clapped her small hands, quickly crawled out of the quilt, and spoke earnestly.
