“By the way, where is this ship headed, Princess?” Ethan asked, making Ramona pout.
“Just call me Ramona, Ethan,” Ramona replied, ignoring Ethan’s question. “Stop calling me Princess.”
“I can’t do that,” Ethan shook his head. “If I called you Ramona in public, people might think it rude, or think that I’m not showing you respect. Also, it might lower your standing as a candidate to become the next ruler of the Magdar Kingdom.”
Princess Ramona frowned, but she knew that the young man was right. However, she decided to make him compromise by giving a suggestion.
“Then, just call me Ramona when it’s just you and Joanne,” Princess Ramona proposed. “Okay?”
Ethan nodded. “Understood, Ramona.”
The young Princess then smiled sweetly before giving Ethan a hug.
Hugging him calmed her down, and fortunately, the young man didn't push her away, which made her very happy.
'This is pure bliss,' Princess Ramona thought, while praying that she wasn't having a dream.