Emilia was seated at the small table in Princess Luna's room.
The princess's companion, that pale woman with white hair and bluish lips, served them both a cup of tea before withdrawing to a corner of the room.
Emilia took the cup in her hands more out of courtesy than desire, and looked at the princess sitting across from her.
"So, what did you want to talk to me about, Princess?" Emilia said, trying to sound friendly. "Was there something that bothered you during the meeting? If the room, the food, or the service isn't to your liking, tell me and I'll fix it immediately."
Princess Luna shook her head.
"It's nothing like that," she replied, taking a sip of her tea. "The room is fine, the food was delicious, and the service has been impeccable… I have no complaints about any of that."
"Then… what is it?" Emilia said, confused.
The princess set her cup on the table and raised her gaze to Emilia.
