"As should I. I will see you there, Princess Arietta. It was very nice meeting you." Gene smiled, then turned away to enter her own room, which was a coral orange color. Her canopy bed was placed by a big curved window with a bench attached. (sorry i forgot what that type of window was called :P) Behind a family portrait in her room was a rack of her most precious swords. She kept them hidden, not wanted them to be seen by her parents.
Gene had forgotten what it felt like to interact with another princess. The last time was a few years back, but that princess was over ten years younger than her. All she wanted to do was play dolls. It felt so nice to hang out with a princess that was her own age.