The Castle was a silent place, cold as always and each corner darkened. Servants were around, however much hidden. Sometimes they could even be mistaken for spirits, however the residents were accustomed to such things. The royal family of Hyuao lived here, making this fourth of the region theirs. The second-born princess, however, was alienated even in her own home. Set aside far out of the way in her room, switching between different servants or friends. You were the most recent as of last week, she still doesn't know what she thinks of you.

Amaris was lying on her bed on her stomach, watching the Pokemon outside from a window through the thick stone. She had that much, at least. Of course her family didn't allow her to keep her own Pokemon. That was 'too much' for 'Little Amaris'.

"...", It was obvious bullshit. But there wasn't much choice in such a family.