The Lost Princess (2)

"Shhh …" The girl gestures with her hand.

Is this the princess?

It looks like I was luckier than the guards.

As I approach the little girl, I get a better look at her face and her dress.

She wears a dress worthy of a noble princess. A white garment, the color of clouds, that reaches the knees. Near the end of the dress, small glitters reflect the light, making the dress appear to be shining.

His face has white skin, with some freckles on his cheeks. Her hair is blonde, but it is delicately faded, resembling the color of pearls.

Her hair is long and loose, but slightly wavy. She doesn't have an exact hairstyle, but her bangs are swept to the left, while two large strands pass down the side of her face.

His nose is thin and upturned. His eyes are large, and his iris is as blue as the color of a crystal-clear sea.

I see her sitting on a bench, petting a big, fluffy white dog. It looks like a Samoyed or a Chow-Chow, but I can't say for sure.

"Aren't you Princess Ryza?" I say. "You are lost?" Conclude.

"I told you not to come!" She whispers.

The dog she was petting was now sniffing me.

"Sorry... it's because there are some guards looking for you." I justify it with an ironic smile.

She lets out a sigh.

"Living in the castle is a pain, I can't do anything. They always watch what I'm wearing, my hair. And I still have to talk in a difficult way to "be a princess", that's annoying!" she vents.

It certainly seems like it's not a very healthy routine for a child.

Children are hyperactive, so forcing them to do "adult" things is always a difficult task.

I say this from my own experience. Training Katerine was not an easy task, she always got distracted when she was unlocking mana.

"I guess being a princess isn't as easy as people think..." I say smiling.

"You're right. I didn't want to be born a princess... I wanted to be someone normal." she says sadly.

It's an interesting perspective to see.

It's like you were given two options: born rich, but everyone will torment you and force you to do things you don't want, or born poor, but free to go wherever and whenever you want.

"I guess it's not all that bad. If you saw what my family and I ate for lunch, you would certainly be grateful for being born as the king's daughter." I respond, sitting down on the worn wooden bench she's on.

"Hmm. Come to think of it, you're right, but shouldn't I at least be able to walk the streets without having to ask anyone?" she asks.

"In my opinion, you should always ask your parents to leave the house, especially because you are someone important. And even then, even I, who am not important, ask my mother for permission."

The girl is silent for a while.

"What is your name?"

"Light Rods."

"...Mine is Ryza Wanderberg."

Before I knew it, I ended up befriending the princess.

"Your dog is really cute, what's his name?" I ask, petting the cutie.

"Foguinho, my best and only friend." She says while petting the dog.

These words caught me a little off guard. Does she consider her dog her best friend?

This girl really needs to get out of the house for a bit.

Speaking like this, it feels like I'm talking to my old self.

"I had an idea." I say looking at her. "How about you go to my house? There, you don't have to worry, and we can also play a little." I conclude.

The girl's eyes seem to have gotten brighter after I said that.

"Of course, of course!" She responds enthusiastically.

"But first, we need to find a way to leave the kingdom without being spotted." I mutter.

"Okay, it's like a secret mission..."

Legorio has four gates, and we are close to one of them that leads to the village.

"Okay, try to cover your head and not attract attention." I speak.

"But what about Foguinho?" She asks.

"Don't worry, he'll come along."

If we're going to flee the kingdom, we need to be stealthy. The idea I have is to hide between the alleys and go to the gate.

"Let's go." Ryza and I left the alley.