Hmm." The wood elf mused. "So, how did you like the people at your father's court focusing their attention on you?"
The redhead grimaced. "I hated it. I couldn't stand the simpering fools who made their lives revolve around me. They had no backbone and no spine; they were weak men and I had zero patience for them."
"How about the suitors that courted you?"
"They were worse." She rolled her eyes. "They seemed to think the best way to get me to fall for them was to follow me around like a puppy trying to get my attention. It was so..." She saw the look on Alana's face "What?"
The wood elf was looking at her with a barely concealed smile. "So you didn't like them because they focused too much on you?"
Rachel opened her mouth to reply, then caught what she was smiling at. "Touché."
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