“Of course you are a princess. I noticed long ago, and would have tried to ransom you to a noble house if anyone had wanted you.” Claire teased.
Kate’s rambling was soothing, too soothing, so it didn’t take that long for Claire to fall asleep. She was awakened by Kate shaking her and telling her to wake up. 

“Who said I was asleep?” Claire stretched her arms, legs and yawned. “You should relax more, princess.”
She got back up on her feet, but when Kate was about to stand up as well she decided to have a bit of fun. Claire wrestled Kate to the ground, sat herself on top of her and put her hands under her shirt to tickle her stomach. 

To Claire, it was exactly like the innocent play fighting they’d done when they were kids. She had done it to make Kate laugh countless of times back then. Now some would think of it in a whole different way than two kids playing games. 

If Claire had cared or even listened at all to what others gossiped about her she’d know they talked a lot about how she was too into her cats or spending too much time with just Kate, both rumours implying the same thing. However, Claire had little to no interest in that part of life and being human. She’d already decided she would have no kids; for fear that they would suffer the same fate she had when ending up at an orphanage. What purpose did coitus serve then?

“I guess we better get going.” She said, but remained motionless where she sat on top of Kate. The sun hit her face and the wind messed up her blonde mane. “Well, I’ve got time to spare, but you should get a move on since your act is before mine.” She grinned at Kate with closed eyes, until her friend would take some kind of action to get her to move off of her.

The circus tent was packed with the first audience for their stay in London. The orchestra was playing some relaxing music, while everyone was preparing and getting ready behind the curtains. Elena would be the first to enter and do a brief but bombastic presentation of who they were. It was mostly a formality, because everyone knew who they were. There posters all over London by now.

As the orchestra stopped playing, and a drum roll began, Elena stepped up to the curtain. She walked out from behind it, when the drum roll reached its peak, to meet the cheers and applause of the audience. 

“Ladies and gentlemen! Young and old!” Elena’s voice boomed through the big top tent. “Welcome to the Wanderlust Circus.”

She did an elaborate bow, removing the top hat from her head and pulling out a bouquet of roses from inside of it. After she’d straightened her back and put her top hat back on her head, she threw the bouquet into the air above her where it exploded into a number of small yet colourful fireworks.

“Have we got ever the show for you tonight, my friends!” Her voice boomed. “You have my word as the director of this circus that it will be an unforgettable experience.”

Elena bowed once more when they cheered and shouted in return, then she turned around to walk back through the curtain, but instead of moving she disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

Elena reappeared backstage. Fireworks and smoke were the tricks of children and normal magicians, however, what she had prepared for her magic act of the show towards the end was truly unforgettable.