"You didn't join us for dinner last night, why?" The princess asked, as she strolled alongside Angel and Isabella who was in her stroller to the dining room for breakfast.
"I was going to. But I stepped out of the bathroom, and Isabella had woken up. I had to beg Nadia not to force me out just so I can be with my daughter. I missed her so much."
"It's obvious. She seems to even have more glimmer now that you're back. Everything feels so magical. The only missing piece is your prince charming. Ares I mean, not Zane," she clarified.
Angel shook her head, as a glint of amusement appeared in her eyes. "Whats with this anti-Zane rhetoric?"
"Please don't tell me you actually like him?" Her mouth hung open, and her eyes widened.
"I thought I did. But honestly, I think I was just looking for something different at that point. Something less complicated."
"Unlike Ares? But you can't deny, girlfriend, complicated makes for a more moist pu—"
"Princess— daughter!"
