Where Are You Going, Your Highness?

"Your Highness! Your Highness!" Firis rushed into the cave with an animated expression, yelling at the top of her lungs as she did so. All the while, the countless cheeky branches draping down around her attempted to stall her in her progress.

"What's gotten you so excited today, Firis? There's a lot of range of motion from your running, but they still look really small." Irina turned with a serious expression as her gaze fell on Firis' heaving chest.

"Your Highness! I'm still growing!" Firis tried to reason with Irina, but clearly even she wasn't convinced with her own argument.

"They're about the same size as mine back when I was 13." Irina nodded.

"Don't say that, Your Highness! I'm going to cry…" Firis' face was plastered with a pitiable expression.

"Oh? I've been a little bored today, so I'd be keen to see you cry." Irina's eyes lit up as she nodded with a smile.