Friday
Fantasia looked out the window of her tower, leaning on the ledge as she looked down at city. A familiar blue, winged butterfly flew up to her. She stood up and held up a hand. It landed on the index finger of her right hand and looked at her with kind, curious eyes. "Glad you returned my little friend." She said with a smile. The butterfly blinked its eyes happily at her. "I don't mean to interrupt, but your Majesty," A known but unwanted voice said behind her. "You have a meeting in ten minutes."
The taller brunette rolled her eyes, still looking at the butterfly perched on her finger," Surely they can come up with some solution themselves. I'm tired of being the punchline of every council meeting."
"Fantasia, they—"
"They what Midnight?" She snapped," I'm tired of sitting still and looking pretty in the council meetings. It makes me question my place as princess of Melodia...What's the point of sitting in that high chair if I can't help my people...Look...I just need time to think."
"I understand your Majesty," Midnight said with a bow. "If anyone asks..." Fantasia added," I'll be in the Enchanted Forest and maybe visit Furton."
"Just don't come back too late," The advisor said with a smile. The taller brunette nodded.
