Chapter 13

"Wrong princess, Rama." You sigh, rubbing your forehead with a pained expression on your face.

"...What are you talking about?" The fairy confusedly throws a glance at you, letting go of Felicia's head to fly right in front of her face. "You are Charlotte, right?" She squints, tilting her head to the side.

"Felicia. Charlotte's sister." The princess huffs, deeply frowning as she tries to fix the tousle Rama created on her hair, combing it down with her fingers.

"Dang it!" Rama curses, pouting as she angrily kicks the air. "Man, this is being harder than I thought..."

"Y-you are a forest fairy?" Sophia suddenly gasps, excitedly covering her mouth with her hands. "Woah... Amazing."

The fairy's disappointed expression quickly shifts into a surprised one, immediately turning around to face the succubus. "Yeah!" She boastfully puffs her chest, resting her hands over her wide hips. "We are pretty cool, huh?"

"Yes! I love fairies. The priestesses would always tell me stories about your kind when I was little." Sophia happily talks. "Your wings are beautiful!"

"Oh, these old things?" Rama smugly grins, feasting on the attention as her transparent butterfly wings elegantly flap. "Naaah. They are nothing special, not like your badass horns!"

"Aww, t-thanks." The succubus giggles, timidly trailing a finger across one of the light-brown ram horns on the sides of her head. "I'm Sophia."

"Rama! Nice to meet you!" The fairy winks her eye.

While the succubus and the fairy chat, you discretely move your mouth towards Felicia's ear, softly whispering. "We need to get out of here while she is distracted, it's our chance..."

The girl raises an eyebrow. "She is the fairy you talked about, right? The one that saved your life?"

It would be nice if people stopped saying that she saved your life... You sigh, nodding your head.

"Hmm." Felicia scratches her chin, silently looking at the green-haired fairy fluttering in front of Sophia. "Rama, is it? Can we talk?"

"Wait..." You try to stop her, but it's too late.

"Yup." Rama says, turning towards her again. "What was your name? I forgot."

"Felicia."

"Yeah, that was it. And you are Charlotte's sister, so I guess you are also a princess, right?"

"Uh... Affirmative."

"That's nice. I'm kinda like a princess too, you know? Like... a princess of the forest." She cockily smirks. "Yeah, that sounds good..."

Felicia confusedly looks at her for a pair of seconds, Rama shamelessly maintains the smug expression. "Sure..." The princess blinks, rapidly swapping the subject of conversation. "Rama, you know this forest pretty well, right?"

"Like the palm of my hand!"

"And how high can you fly? Bet you can get a perfect view of your surroundings from up there..."

"Yeah, the view is incredible! I have to watch out for birds trying to eat me, though."

Wait, no... no no no no no.

"Do you want to help us rescue Charlotte?"

You sorrowfully bury your face into your palms in utter defeat. It seems that you are condemned to forever carry the migraine that the airheaded fairy's high-pitched voice produces in you.

"Yeah, why not. I was going to follow you guys anyways." She smiles with a shrug of her shoulders. "But I have two demands!"

"I'm listening." Felicia rests a hand on one of her cocked hips.

"First. I want a castle after we rescue that girl! Huge like the one you have, with lots of servants that must address me as 'Lady Rama, princess of the forest'."

The princess appears dumbfounded over the ridiculousness of her demand, she opens her mouth to say something, but quickly closes it again and sighs. "I'll... I'll see what I can do."

"Perfect! And second... I want Arthur to apologize for calling me annoying earlier! He made me feel bad..."

You feel the brief impulse of grabbing the sword by your side and stabbing yourself in the middle of the chest with it to drift away from this ****... but you can't afford to do that right now, not until Charlotte is safe.

Rama, Felicia, and Sophia look up at you in silence. "What...?" You grunt, crossing your arms.

"Come on. Don't be a little kid." Felicia rolls her eyes. "Just say it."

You take a deep breath, closing your eyes and mumbling a soft: "...sorry..."

"Can't hear you!" Rama exclaims.

"Sorry." You repeat, louder this time. scowling, gritting your teeth, and firmly clenching your fists.

"There we go!" The fairy contently beams, energetically flying in circles around you. "Don't worry Arthur, I forgive you!"

Great.