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Stella set down her tea cup and smiled at Layla. “Maybe that wish could come true. I hear the fire nation technology is amazing, perhaps you could see me married one day. Though I get the feeling you have a better chance of seeing again than of me marrying!...oh wait…the arrangements… You still have a better chance probably!” Bouncing up off the bed, and with the dark magic wolf hot on her heels. “Well then, what do you say we go find Gethen. I have a feeling if they sent someone to size me up; my sister is in the same situation.” With a quick trip to her wardrobe to pull on a set of heels, Stella waited for Layla before she set off out the door with her shoes clicking down the underground hall. Heels were not her most favorite shoes to wear, but she knew it was easier for Layla to find her with the clicks they emitted as she walked.

As the odd group walked in search of any of the other royal siblings, Stella was happy to hear Zenith and Gethen’s voice from the room up ahead of them; though the feeling quickly changed as she heard her mother’s voice resonating from the same room. “Oh boy, here we go.” Quickly walking towards the door and entering, she just caught the end of her older brother’s sentence. Glancing between her siblings and her mother, Stella could only shake her head as the wolf sat down beside her as she turned to Gethen. “I take it the measuring tape greeted you this morning as well then.”