“Your highness, please try to stay in sight at all times.” Martha reminded her for the fifteenth time in the morning. Ayana huffed.
“I’m not a child, Martha!”
Her Nanny ignored her spectacularly as she proceeded to fuss over the hood of her cloak to make sure her silver tresses were carefully hidden.
Bruce, who was sitting beside her grinned and patted her small back patronizingly. “There, there. Little princess, every child claims they are not a child.”
And Martha snickered at that before covering her mouth politely and Ayana sent a scathing glare at her direction before elbowing her cousin in the side.
After back and forth correspondence with Countess Circaly about Bruce's visit and Ayana’s intention to visit them was replied to positively, they had decided to visit the downtown t
