"Good morning princess..."
Eira did not respond, neither did she move. She just lay in her bed under the covers, lost in her thoughts.
Maria walked to the low table near Eira's window and set down the tray of food she was holding. "Your breakfast is ready, I was thinking we can go over a few etiquette lessons before you start your day, what do you say?"
"Can we do this another time Maria," the red head responded, "I wish to be alone for a while."
"I understand. But I do hope you come down to the dinning room for lunch later," Maria added on. "Everyone will be there, your parents, all three sets of your grandparents and all your uncles and aunties."
Eira pulled the covers further up her body and sighed. That's right, it was officially her birthday. A royal ball would be held a night before to welcome not only the first day of winter, but her birthday as well. After which, the next day family members from all over would gather and give the princess gifts.
