"H-hello. I-it is nice to meet you, too, Princess Photine," I stuttered as I curtsied before her. I wasn't sure whether I was nervous (for meeting Valdemir's family member) or guilty (acting rude back then). All I knew was that I couldn't look her in the eyes. I was using this curtsy as an act to avoid looking at her. "A-am I addressing you correctly?"
"If you're referring to my name, then it's correct. But if you're referring to the title 'princess,' just drop it. I hadn't met anyone for a long time, except for my little brother there. So, it felt weird to hear someone calling me that. After all, Val only called me by my name," she said.
"How could I do that? Once a royalty, always a royalty. I was only asking if I should address you as princess or queen, your majesty." Maybe I hadn't
