"Queen Sakura, please do not be sad on my behalf, for I cannot properly express how much joy it brings me every single day that I can serve Her Majesty physically."
Sakura smiled warmly, leaning her weight on the thin sheet glass table in front of her, her chin resting comfortably on her folded arms as she looked at Vaelora with soft and affectionate eyes that crinkled at the corners. "I see... You are a good girl, Vaelora."
"She's technically older than you, you know, so you should call her Aunty Vaelora," Titania pouted beside Sakura, crossing her small arms over her chest in a huff.
Then the Beast Queen began pressing her knuckles firmly against the Fairy queen's head in a playful but insistent grind, twisting them against her skull like she was kneading dough.
