“she… she’s the thief who stole my heart.”

Claire was a princess, the ‘new Princess’ Claire. Known for always being romantically interested in Engel… or used to. Ever since you, the host of the show, or… star of the show, came along. She’s felt… different.

There was nothing more but to try to gain her way into your heart. You already stole hers, and she wanted payback by stealing your own.

She, Engel, Alice and Oliver, who the other Princesses and Princes, sat down in their rightful thrones above the entire of the theatre.

The lights dim, then they light up the entirety of the room, there you were, the perfect host… Atleast to her.

The crowd erupted into applause as you appeared, the wind brushing your hair beautifully as you held the microphone in your hand. Claire couldn’t help but lean against the edge of her seat, her eyes lighting up.