Nancy reluctantly steps forward.
The Queen Consort, holding both of their hands, said "You're both young ladies with no reason to harbor old grudges. You're close in age and it'd be good for you two to become friends."
Princess Randa chuckled, "You're right, aunty. I'm a few years older than Nancy here; if she doesn't mind, she could call me sister. Being here with no relations, I'd be honoured to have a friend like Nancy."
The Queen Consort looked at Nancy.
Nancy let out a disdainful humph through her nostrils, "I'm the only child of my mother. You better not claim kinship randomly."
"Nancy," the Queen Consort warningly looked at her.
Nancy pressed her lips together, turning away stubbornly.
"His Highness Prince Brooklyn has arrived!"
With the announcement, Prince Brooklyn, clad in a white robe, entered.
The young man had strikingly handsome features, and an aura that was clean and noble as if he were the moon in the sky, to be admired from afar, but never profaned.
