Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20160902132647/@comment-25073873-20160905144038

Freya timidly walked up to the table where the princess was sitting, and placed the tray down with some trepidation. She seemed a bit scared of the royalty, but tried to calm herself down, as she arranged the teacups absent mindedly and then picked up the teapot, pouring the tea.

Freya's hand was shaking. In her head, her guardian was laughing, as he exclaimed "you know ... she's just another mortal girl like you ... why are you so scared. Both of you were born into the world with nothing on you, and when you die, both of you take nothing with you. Your lives are both pitifully short. Why fear?"

"I ... I guess you are right?" said Freya, as she poured the tea, still shaking a bit from nervousness. She didn't realize she was thinking aloud again.