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15 years later

Riza's POV

With my eyes closed, I deeply take in the fresh air and listen to nature's music. A smile forms on my lips as I savour the peace and harmony throughout the forest.

*ring*

My eyes flash open in annoyance of my phone ringing. I pick up the call without looking at the caller's ID. "What?"

"Sorry to bother your little sweet time over there but it's dinnertime over here. Your fatass would be appreciated if it was here."

I sigh deeply and teleport myself to our house.

Walking towards the front door, I could hear multiple voices

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Walking towards the front door, I could hear multiple voices. Guests?

The doors open and I 'majestically' walk through, making my way to the dining area. I am very much aware of these strangers' presence and the gaze they are giving me. I could also see Seonghwa among them.

"Is that her? She looks just like Queen Adresa." One of them spoke.

I quickly dart towards its owner as if to say 'do I know you?'

"Good evening, your highness."

"Please, call me Riza." I slightly smile.

The table is full of food, like A LOT of food. "What's going on?" My head tilts in curiosity.

Seonghwa approaches me and whispers, "Father's friends came over, they're also part of Queen Adresa's council."

I nod and peak beyond his tall figure. They seem to be in they're mid 40s, like my mother would be. "Why are they here? Is something the matter?"

"Well, they ca--"
"Oh my, if it isn't our very own princess." A familiar voice interrupts Seonghwa.

"Good evening, father." I smile. "Let's begin our feast, shall we?"

~~~~~
timeskip

Everybody had already went home yesterday and I was chilling on the sofa while watching TV.

"Hey, Riza. You wanna come with me? I'm gonna go out for a bit." Seonghwa asks as he puts his shoes on.

"Yeah, sure. I need to buy school supplies anyway. Wait for me here, I'll just go change." I made my way upstairs, to my room.

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