[IC] Swords Beneath the Starlight

Sunny and Roland



"Your Highness," Sunny says, seeming for once in her life at a brief loss for words. And then she composes herself.



"If you continue to flatter me so, I may have to reevaluate my stance on being yet another of your royal servants. I'm not familiar with your customs, but I'd assume it unusual for a simple servant to receive such lauded praise." Her typical playful smile returns.



"In all honesty, your highness, it would be remiss of me to rebuff your words, so I suppose we shall simply have to consider ourselves friends," She taps her chin in thought, unable to stop her smile from growing ever so slightly, "To think that I would make friends with a prince from another land. How strange the world is sometimes." Sunny looks back at Roland.

"Well, your highness, I appreciate your views, and find myself more enamored with your mindset with each passing day. I hope that being friends will not change your views on me. I always look forward to providing you with more knowledge."