Snippet #2395221

Aleiia smiled as Matilda arrived and took a seat beside her.
"And just where have you been all morning."
Aleiia gripped her sister's hand with a grin.

"At the Willow tree of course, Where have you been?" She asked back. She always could see the look in Ser Nicholas' eye when he saw Matlida, and if she was with him all morning, what with the contest going on, perhaps he'd finally confessed his love for her. 'How Romantic~!' She thought as she gave a sister a gentle squeeze.

"We have to talk, dear sister," Aleiia whispered. "I have so much to tell you." She said with a hushed giggle, just as the festivites were being prepared before them.

She knew it was going to be hard to see Terrowin and not press her lips against his the moment they saw but she will have to. She only hoped he had more restraint.

She couldn't wait for the ball, where all the suitors were to meet with the princesses. Terrowin would be there and they could dance. She hoped no one else would to dance with her. Specifically, Prince Desmond. He was handsome that was for sure but scandalous, aside from the fact that Terrowin might just kill him.

A small smirk tugged her lips. That would be funny...a little.