RENASIA
PRINCESS RHYSSA RENASI
She has returned to her country, her beautiful and great Renasia. The sand, the sun, the heat all of it greets her welcomingly.
She looks around her as she walked by the courtyard, the green garden her father built for her mother with vines beautifully wrapped themselves around the column of the arc near the fountain.
She sighed again
Isabelle is beside her, her closest handmaiden, telling her about this young Knight that she had met in the Capital when she was looking for her.
'And you know, Princess, he is so chivalrous, telling me that he would help me until the end. He is very dreamy. And not to mention he is very handsome and comes from a good family. I would be delighted to see him again.' She said enthusiastically
Then she looks at Rhyssa and she puff out her cheeks, her face shows she is frustrated.
'Princess, are you listening?'
'I am.' Rhysa nodded nonchalantly. Isabella snorted.