New world, new rule (1)

Elizebeth reclined to her bed, laying on her back while gazing mindlessly to the ceiling. It was supposed to be a good morning for her, doing nothing but lazing around before her departure.

The supposed quiet room was full of life. A few lives shuffle freely inside Elizebeth's space, talking and chatting among themselves, or to her. She didn't quite catch the phrase. Her mind was already wandering around.

But, Elizebeth really wanted to throw something at them. If she knew they'd be this annoying, she would have kept the princesses' name off the list to enter her sacred place.

Elizebeth didn't have much time to dwell on the thought, The-Annoying-Princesses slid up to her and gathered in her sacred bed, grinning wide. Elizebeth maintained her expressionless mask and tried to remind herself why she agreed to this to begin with. She wanted to wipe the smile off the princesses' faces. She fluttered her eyes lazily to the side.