Seconds later, they both arrive at the entrance of the castle, the same second it starts to rain heavily. Bianca purses her lips at the dark sky pouring down rain. She's glad that whatever plan he cooked up won't be executable as a result of the weather. She may even get the chance to go back to bed and continue her peaceful sleep.

"Oh, ducks." She claps the blades together. "It's so sad, it's raining. We can't go anywhere now. Goodnight, sire."

"You sure don't know how to act in front of the prince."

She glares at him discreetly. He's not even the crown prince, yet he demands respect and...