Severine waited in the car, listening to the voices of Alina and the group of students outside.
"You know a real princess?"
"Not only do I know her, but I also live with her."
The smugness in Alina's voice was far too obvious.
Severine shook her head, partially amused by their strange title. She was no princess. If fate favored anyone, that princess would be Alina.
So full of life and light that sometimes it hurt to look at her.
The ride back was far noisier than Severine would have preferred.
"What will you do with Liam?"
"How much will you pay him?"
"Are you really going to give him a job?"
"Trust me, he's half crazy. If you lose your money, don't come crying to me—I warned you."
The questions piled on one after another, accompanied only by Severine's occasional hmms—if those sounds could even be considered answers.
Alina finally huffed.
"Hah… wow. You're really giving NPC behavior right now."
