It was a most particularly cold day, where Estelle stayed indoors at the local royal library. She was awaiting a friend named Marcilyn Locket, who despite being a friend, was only a mere commoner. Yet despite being so, they shared a great interest: to invent and create machinery. Unfortunately, that always seemed to get in the way of her family, who thought it outlandish, and strange that a princess would dare enjoy such a job. After all, the princess spent more time reading books than attending parties.
She always had her nose in the books, and her cousins never liked it. Meyhra and Arvilla were only two of her seven cousins. She didn’t have any sisters nor brothers, but such was typical in her royal family. Meyhra was the snooty girl, while Arvilla was a loud mouth. They never agreed with anything she said.
Estelle was simply waiting, until an exceptionally angry Arvilla entered the room; Meyhra trailing behind her silently. Estelle could see that Arvilla was fuming with anger.