"My kind lady, can I get out of this nest?" Princess Darlene's spirit implored Clara Diana.
"Eggs?! You call those eggs? That's your house!" Clara pretended to be angry, but in reality, she wanted to laugh.
The sacred crystal ball was not perfectly round, but shaped like an elongated egg.
"I'm sorry, kind lady. I shouldn't have called my house an egg. My house is much nicer than an egg!" Princess Darlene said with a regretful expression. But her regret did not last long.
Princess Darlene's spirit began to plead with Clara Diana again,
"My beloved Lady, I really want to experience the pleasure of sleeping in that beautiful bed... just for a moment, please!"
Princess Darlene's spirit begged while kneeling on the floor. Tears welled up in her eyes as if she was about to cry.
Clara Diana was exasperated, "Stop pretending to be so pitiful!"
Princess Darlene's spirit wept. She was weeping for real.
