Silver Creek She was a Playboy, Brigitte Bardot

It isn’t dull if you enjoy it, Your Highness, Korinna said kindly, her blue eyes glittering.

She tilted her head. It had not occurred to her the girl might be bored, but it made sense. The Prince had his own duties—hunting and patrolling, she guessed, though truthfully Korinna knew little of the man—while the Queen bore the mantle of leadership, and all that required.

But Europia had nothing to occupy herself with. There, Korinna might be able to help.

We could play a game if you wish, Korinna offered with a slight wag of her tail. Her work could wait; assisting the Queen’s little sister took precedence, in Korinna’s mind.