"I'm glad you wish to follow me, Kerr. And you, others, too. This way-""ALIBERTI!" A loud, hurried voice came from the other side of the hall.
"...Is that-""ALIBERTI!" A young woman, clutching the hem of her dress and with sheathed sword tied to her gold-threaded belt, hurried toward the group. Aliberti wasn't particularily pleased.
"ALIBERTI! By the Angels, I can't believe you tried to go adventuring again without me! Two weeks! Two weeks you leave me alone without even a sparring partner while you were off doing great deeds! Do you even comprehend how bored I was?" "Ah! Princess Rosana!" Royal Priest bowed his head in respect, along with his apprentices.
"Oh hello Mullah. Hello all!" She then turned towards Aliberti.
"Aliberti! I'm going with you!" "What? Of course not! Father- his Majesty would never agree." Rosana chuckled and dramatically touched her exposed collarbone.
"Oh my dear Ali! I have spoken with Father and even our Mother and they didn't even try to argue! I'm absolutely positive I'm going with you! I even brought a blade I received from the armorer few days ago. And what I would do here anyways? Knit handkerchiefs??" An exasperated sigh came from Aliberti's mouth, and then he stared at his sister dissapprovingly. Rosana stared back with innocent smile.
The staring contest was intense.
And lasted only three seconds before Aliberti rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Allright, fine. But I don't want to hear any complaining from you. This is serious business." Princess Rosana let out almost childish squee and clapped her hands, turning in a spin toward the rest of the group.
"Oh hello Kerr, Aurelian, Chance, Maribel. Who are the others though? I don't think we ever met before."Princess Loudmouth Rosana Zorostrian joins the party!