"But Dad, I'm telling you the truth! I met a fairy when I was coming back from the washroom!"
Hearing this, Javier once again laughed. "You met a fairy? Tell me that you met a beautiful woman whose dress you must have admired!"
Ariana made a pout since it was hard to deny either. Beautiful dresses were her temptation against her guards. But it was least of her concern.
"You know, I met two people. When I was coming back from the washroom, I decided to go and explore the palace..."
~FLASHBACK
Ariana was walking down the corridors of the palace. Her eyes swept across the different walls having the architecture of medieval times.
Despite it being the day, there was bare minimum light.
'Looks like I've been lost here?' She was suspicious but her heart was in turmoil. Her legs were pacing on their own and she held her hand into a joint.
Who could say she was so jolly in the other moment?
