Mira loved to sing. She loved any kind of music really, but using her voice was something she loved the best. She considered her voice a unique instrument. An instrument everyone had but each one was different. No one's voice was like hers and her voice was not like theirs. Everyone's voice was their own special sound. It was something she prided herself in and it made her sing rather proudly, listening to the notes echo through the trees as she moved along, and when the song was over, she smiled to herself, listening to the last remnants of her song hanging in the air. But that wasn't the only thing she heard. A sound came to her ears, scaring her and making her jump, her green eyes wide as she turn to look upon no other than the prince.

[b]“Beautiful,”[/b] The young man stepped out from behind the tree, clapping his hands together, seeming very interested in the song she had just sung. [b]“I hope you don’t mind. I heard you from a distance and I just had to know who was singing so wonderfully. As fate would have it, it seems we meet again.”[/b]

He thought her singing was beautiful? He had to know who had been singing it? Why did that make her have butterflies in her stomach? But then again, should she have been surprised about feeling like this when being around a prince? She had been dreaming her whole life about princes and here she had met one twice in such a short amount of time. 

Still, even with the excitement in her from seeing him again, there was also that same nervousness she had felt yesterday when this had happen because, while he was a rather handsome prince, he was still a human and she was still a witch. She nervousness took a few steps back, though of course, the brave shapeshifter that Grounii was hopped off of her shoulder, meowed and trotted right over to the prince, purring and rubbing up against him like he had the day before. Why was he, a shapeshifter trained to attack humans, so fond of this prince? That was another mystery for Mira to find out she supposed.

Looking up to meet his eyes again, she took a slightly shaky breath and took a few steps forward to stand where she had been before taking her nervous steps back, trying to gain her courage in speaking with this prince, “It….seems we have met again. And…what are you doing out here in the woods again, Your Highness? Oh, I….um…mean Destrian?”