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❑ midori hayashi
'oh darling, what did prince riki need?' aunt sumi asked innocently, i was almost drunk-dazed as i sat on my super soft and pillowy bed,
'he was so dreamyyyy up close' was all i muttered, aunt sumi giggled, my face was heated red and she was about to even call a so-called love doctor.
how come i'm younger and aunt sumi is much more... millennial type?
'why did he call you though?' aunt sumi asked again, i sat on the bed, looking at her
'he asked for my name...' i said, trying to hold my excitement. aunt sumi took aback, her eyes widened than before, her lips took a huge curve.
'well that's a first from him! he doesn't speak to anyone else other than his own respectful parents and, if, any maids need work done in his lounge, room etc'
'lounge- um, anyways, i'm kind of missing my sisters already...' i pursed my lips, aunt sumi looked at me, looking at me as if some helpless weasel.
'i see, but it can't be helped. i'm sorry darling.' aunt sumi apologised helplessly, i nodded unwillingly.
'yeah, it's okay...'
'perhaps get some sleep, i guarantee that the king looks after his kingdom's younglings' she shook her head at me, asking yes or no, i answered yes obviously, falling behind on the bed as my hair splattered around.
'goodnight'
sumi smiled, 'sweet dreams love'
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