"I heard you want to work for the prince." A young elf asked with a smirk.
Bella looked out the window, a blush creeping up her cheeks: "What? No… You know our family's situation. I need to work, and working under the young prince of the Star nation will surely get us out of it."
"Oh… so you don't like him?" the sister teased again.
"Stop it! I don't even know him," Bella said, her voice a little louder than she intended.
"As long as he helps our family, I will be loyal to him forever. Even if I might die, I will stay with him… No," she quickly corrected herself, shaking her head.
"I can't die while he's still alive. How can I serve him if I'm dead?"
"Oh… so he should die first?" her sister pressed, a grin spreading across her face.
"That won't happen!" Bella sighed, running a hand through her hair.
