Alex looked uncomfortable around her, he wasn't a big fan of people. He only opened up to a few because he was so shy. Unlike how his brother might have come across as cold he just came across as shy.

Odelina smiled. She sat down on the bed and began eating the muffin. After Lidia was dressed, they'd have to get her hair done. Odelina smiled. She liked to do hair as well. She found it to be fun helping prepare for dances and the such.

she muttered curses in a different language looking down, she was in for it this time. Her eyes shifted to a orange her ears flat and tails tucked. She was scared of what she was going to do to her. She looked down and her face went pale as the page fell out dropping slowly and opening. She was in for it this time. She looked down her feet dusty and so were her clothes, her feet were bloody to how did she not notice that when running?

Remilia was simply furious at the moment, and in her anger she marched up to Luca and grabbed her by the front of her shirt, her golden eyes glowing with her face scrunched you in anger.
"You ungrateful little rat! I offer to buy you clothes, I didn't punish you for your antics, I ALLOWED you to go to town with me, when I could have had you stay home and do chores! There are FAR worse owners than me, Luca, and I would rather not get my hands dirty with your blood! We are going back to the castle, and you are STAYING there for three months! You are not going to see that Nikko boy either!" Remilia was yelling at this point, and she felt disgusted to touch Luca when she was so filthy.
"I could seek you, you know?! I have money and I could buy a much less rebellious slave! But no, out of the sheer pity in my heart I take pretty good care of you, don't I?!"

Emrys tried not to smile a little at the prince's own smile, but she failed miserably. Another question plagued her mind though.
"Why are you so kind to me though? I'm just a slave like the others in this castle. I guess... I was surprised when you didn't strike me for speaking out. I got in quite a lot of trouble for not holding my tongue."
Emrys faintly remembered how the slavers handled her when she sold herself off. They were cruel, if she said anything, they'd silence her. Sometimes she wouldn't even talk and the men would just throw her around.
It had really opened her eyes to how good she had life back when she was a princess.

"i just want to go home," she mutters keeping her head down, she was shaking with fear. She knew she was being to nice to her, she remembered the hurting in her should with the reminder of the rose. I started to cry looking down she wanted to yell back at her but she knew she shouldn't. She felt trapped in that castle she just need a few days away. She knew even if she did run away she would have to come right back, even that small moment of freedom made her fell alive. But she was depended on her for survival and her home town probably didn't even remember her, but she just had to see it on last time.

Remilia's anger slowly lessened as Luca started to cry, and her expression almost showed her slight pity towards the girl. She let go of her shirt, but still stared directly at her. She released a heavy sigh.
"I've lost my temper. You're filthy, let's go back and clean you, alright?" Remilia looked up at the sky for a moment, and hesitated before saying her next words.
"If you behave and do what you're supposed to for the next three months..." Remilia felt awful for keeping the girl here, and she hated herself for feeling guilty, but she couldn't help but feel a bit bad for her.
"I might consider letting you go. For good. Now come on, we still have stuff to buy. I don't want to fight you on this, but I'll drag you back myself if I have to."

she looked up hopeful and nodded agreeing with the terms, but there was still a small detail she need to take care of before she could leave. She followed her straightening her shirt and collar. She glanced at stories wondering why the dresses had long sleeves before she remembered she wasn't at home were the weather was hotter. she looked up at her wondering if she would get in trouble or not for using her magic at the ball. Oh right the ball she total forgot about it. She looked up at her miss and tugged on her sleeve "miss Remilia um what do you plan on wearing to the ball?" she asked curiously.

Ema blushed and quickly turned away. She was a slave. She had to keep her emotionless state, just like she'd been taught in her home country....She really didn't want to get in trouble. Not that Nicote punished her, it was usually his faher punishing her, but still. If Nicote was scary, his father was scarier.

SHe turned away and moved further down the row, still in view but less conspcious.


(Shy teen slave girl, meet world. World, meet Little Miss Awkward)

" Well, for one i dont particularely like to see fear in the eyes of those that serve me in general. Slave or not you will most likely be the one i will have the most interactions with asside, maby, from my siblings, i may as well make it somwhat enjoyable for the both of us." He was a bit ashamed to admit how little interactions he had with the castle workers, they were fearfull of him and his natural responce to that, like to most things, was to act cold witch didn't earn any points with them. He knew the nobles, especialy the girls from those familly, would be more then happy to stick to him like glue but they were making his skin crawl. As for his parents, the less he had to stay around them the happier he was.