The voice of an angel

"It shouldn't matter, I think," Samantha said, and Elliana pressed her lips into a thin line.

"Why shouldn't it matter? It's about three days and two nights, and you are planning it on weekdays. What if they give us demerit points? I joined the university one month late already," Elliana munched on the waffles as she sat in the living room of the palace leisurely without a care in the world.

"It's not exactly a weekday planning if you consider Sunday too,"

"Sunday is tomorrow. I am yet to ask my guardian about the trip," Elliana said, and the chef, who brought her some pudding, paused in his steps.

Was the princess going somewhere? 

Elliana hummed and ended the call quickly after some time. She looked at the pudding in front of her and smiled thankfully at the chef, who was waiting to ask her if she was going somewhere. 

However, before he could ask her anything, her phone vibrated with an incoming message.