Connecting

Aliza strides into the room, her head held high with an air of regal confidence.

However, the second the door closes behind her, a fury alights in her eyes.

"Aisha, do you have any idea what you have just done?"

Aisha meekly shakes her head.

"That was the Prime Minister. We were in talks to return a modicum of authority to the royal family. And you may have just resigned us to forever fade into obscurity."

While her words do trigger an itch in the back of my mind, I decide to put that aside for now as I try to step up to defend the naive princess. "Hey, that's not-"

Aliza shoots a glare at me that stops me dead.

"And you. What did you show her to put her into such a state?"

I gulp nervously, offering up my phone opened to the news article I had shown Aisha. Aliza's eyes dart across the screen as she quickly reads it.

"And this is all you showed her?" She doesn't remove her eyes from the screen.

"Y-yes, ma'am."

"Hmph." She tosses the phone back at me, and I barely manage to catch it.

Aliza closes her eyes for a moment, seemingly deep in thought.

I expect her to go on a tirade. After all, all I had shown Aisha was an article about poverty across Resilon - such a reaction from the young woman was completely overblown.