"You have got to be kidding me."

Ctimene groaned in annoyance. Penelope had asked her for advice to get you, Ctimene's sibling, to be hers. She was obsessed with you. Not in an unhealthy manner, but she was absolutely lovestruck by you.

Penelope took her hands in hers, a giddy smile across her face. "Ctimene! You gotta help meet the person of dreams! I've seen them, and I need them to be mine!" She pleaded desperately to your sister.

She let go of Penelope's hands, deadpanned. She sighed in unamusment.

Notcing Ctimene's uninterest, she knew she had to try harder to convince her. She wasn't giving up. Not when it came to you.

Penelope folded her hands over to where he heart was supposed to be. Her adoring grin never faded. She loved you too much for words.

"Believe it! I'm in love, and I meant it! There name's Y/N, and I need them to be mine!" The princess was gushing over you. A blush hue across her pale cheeks.

To this, Ctimene rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. Of course she knew who you were. You were related to her, for crying out loud! However, seeing how much Penelope genuinely fell in love with you, she caved.

"Fine..." Ctimene muttered in defeat. She couldn't believe she was actually going through with this.