7th Prince

"I'm starving."

"Ooh! I feel it in my stomach! Ouch! My vitamins are being depleted!"

"My starvation rate is over 9000!"

The young girl was no more than eight. She looked like a cute doll but acted like a hooligan.

Kicking her short legs as she sat on the tall chair across the dining table, she shook her head back and forth, swaying her pigtails with her, all the while glaring at Samael.

"Bad bro! Bad! Bad!"

An elegant young woman, not pretty enough to be called world class but with a warm smile that none of the kingdom's best beauties could match, arrived in an apron and began serving breakfast.

Skyla's eyes lit up at her favorite dishes and without waiting for anyone, she began wolfing down the food.

"Little pig, if you eat that quick, you'll choke!" Samael admonished her but all he got in response was a cute roll of eyes.

"Let her be. She must be starving."