Inside Ellyn's mind…
Uncle's not that handsome…
Her tail flicked slightly as she gazed at the ceiling, cheeks pink.
But he's serious. Reliable. A little clueless… but he always shows up when it really matters.
She curled herself tighter into her pillow.
And we're already bound by the Pinky Promise Oath…
She paused.
Umm… well… I was the one who tricked him into that, anyway.
Her ears twitched as she giggled.
Now he just needs to wait… less than two years.
Then… tehe~
We'll be together.
Married.
And—
"Kyaa~!!" Ellyn squealed, kicking her feet under the blanket, face buried in the pillow.
From across the room, Faria looked up, one brow raised.
"…Daydreaming again?"
"N-No!" Ellyn yelled back, muffled by the fabric.
"Just practicing marriage reactions!!"
"…That's not how that works, Princess."
"You don't know~"
Ellyn's tail swayed happily as she clutched her pillow tighter, eyes shining brightly.
"We'll live in the hills…" she whispered dreamily, cheeks glowing.
