Stella and I would look to each other for a brief moment, it was amusing after all, even if an astute observation.
"No, just distant relatives." The baroness would answer, for the both us.
"I never would have guessed you had any siblings?" The princess had regained her voice.
"And why's that?" Perhaps the cold witch had also made some observations.
"You're too cold." Perhaps she had not.
The night would go on with small talk breaking the ice between us all, our time enjoyable, but coming to an end none the less . There was still more to be broken after all. As for what that was, my sanity perhaps, or my form I thought almost impervious.
The 'thing' of a man did not wait long, in fact, he did not wait at all it would seem. I should have been honored, maybe I should have been glad, but all I was then, lost. Thankfully though, only in thought that time.
