>The two of you arrive at the bronze-forged gates of the castle.
>Before your eyes lie the castle of Yellowrose, a sturdy stone fortress of the country's entrenched nobility, with six towers piercing for the heavens, blue tips contrasting the beige below.
>The princess of the keep, Elizabeth, haughtily yells, "Guards, your princess has arrived! Let me pass!"
>You hadn't expected that. Previously, she behaved timidly.
>The gates to the castle are lifted, letting the two of you pass.
>As you walk past the guards of the castle, the iron-claddened brown hard men have an expression of terror across their faces.
>Your grip on the rabbit-girl's paw subtlely shakes over your uneasiness in her sudden shift in behavior.
>You turn to face Elizabeth, asking her in a state of disbelief,
>"What was that?"
>She lifts her free hand, shaking it nonchalantly and toying her paws inward,
>"What was what?
>You hastily respond, not one to drop issues easily,
>"How you treated the guards! Their duty is to protect you! You should treat them with the respe-"
>Your speech is interrupted by the bratty bunny,
>"Why, Chara! I can tell the bloodlines must be driving you mad if you think such things! Only nobles deserve the respect of a ruler!"
>You feel the warm and fuzzy feeling that had burned hard in your chest since your first kiss burn to a crisp in light of this unforeseen behavior.
>Not wanting to press the matter further, you reluctantly agree with the princess, adjusting your beaten shirt's collar you spit,
>"You... You're right, princess. Let's just get to the bedroom..."
>The princess smiles with a look of victory plastered over her pristine face,
>"I'm glad I could help you to see the light, Chara!"
>You bite your lips at the sight of the se!fish aristocrat, nervously laughing in false agreeance with the woman's comment.