"It would be my pleasure..." 

The next hour or so featured heavily socializing between the princesses and Volgorl, the conversation vacillating between old war stories that the princesses reacted to rather strongly(gasps, giggles, and all sorts of expressions that made Vol slightly happy he had stayed) and the princesses regaling him with tales of the Royal family. After the hour passed, Vol was led to his quarters, which featured a beautiful bed chamber with a four poster bed, an ornate wooden dresser and a fireplace among other luxuries. There was to be a banquet that night honoring the return of all those from the battle of the Rakya and those who fell during the conflict. It would be a perfect time for Vol to interact with both princesses one on one and evaluate their character even further. So far, it was quite a tie. They were charming, well-mannered, great listeners...he was beginning to actually enjoy staying at the castle. 

Dressed in formal attire, Vol began his trek from the third floor quarters down to the main hall. As he walked down the long stone hallway to the staircase at the end of the corridor, he noted Princess Ada exiting a door near the staircase, her shoulders stooped. She started for the staircase, but stopped for a moment, her frame rising and falling dramatically for a moment before she straightened her stance and continued her walk. Once Ada was out of sight, Vol approached the door that Ada had emerged from. It was an unremarkable wooden door with a latch and a slot for where a peephole was installed. It honestly looked like the entrance to an empty guest room, but what could have caused Ada's reaction? Vol placed his hand on the door and pushed gently, the door not giving way. He knew he should stop, but something told him to continue to press. He pushed harder and the door opened to reveal something he had not expected...

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"Oh darling...how I wish you could understand." Ada placed a hand on her sister's cheek, a soft smile playing across her royal countenance. She stroked her cheek twice before retrieving the writing pad next to her and inscribing the message: "I must go and entertain. I will be back to talk some more." Once the message was written, she kissed her sister on the forehead. 
"You don't deserve this." Ada rested her chin on the top of her sisters head, breathing out a sigh. Ever since she had been born, Ada had loved her more than all the others, had been there for her when no one else would. She would never stop loving her. No matter what. With another depressed sigh, she turned around and walked out of the room.