Jemma was happy that her brother hadn’t gotten angry at her for hugging him. Also she was rather excited to be joining him on a mini adventure, or what she thought was an adventure, to him it was just duty. She’d make the best of it regardless. Knowing that the wise men of Calorean were going to be there made her happy, she knew them well and vice versa; the young princess would be able to communicate with them. Perhaps she could even be of use to the others by translating for them, maybe… As she prepared for slumber, she thought of Rune, and how he was the main reason she possessed all the experience she did. She missed her friend and guardian and wondered what he had been up too. They hadn’t gotten to see each other much any more because Jemma was busy getting proper royal schooling in the castle while Rune watched over the King. Apparently while she was gone, tensions with the Zanonians had worsened and Rune had to stay at the King’s side in case of an emergency. 

After changing into a pure white silk night gown and putting her weapon in its hiding spot, the princess curled up in her bed and pulled the blankets up to her neck. “Tomorrow is going to be great” The princess assured herself in a whisper. Sometimes she just had to reassure herself, ever since the incident she never knew what would happen during the night. Even with her curse gone, deep down she still worried. Without another sound or movement, Jemma closed her eyes and allowed herself to drift off to sleep.