"Mother, how do I look?" Amelia said, stopping to fidget with her hair.
Jade pulled Amelia's hand out from her hair and looked back at her husband, who was conversing with a friend.
"Stop fidgeting with your hair before you ruin all the hard work that went into making you look so pretty. Do you wish to ruin your appearance before the crown prince gets a look at you?" Jade scolded Amelia.
The invitation from the crown prince for Amelia to visit the palace was rather abrupt, but despite this, the Prescott family dressed in their best and headed off for the palace.
Amelia took her mother's word that her appearance was perfect.
"I have heard that the crown prince has already decided on who shall be his future queen. Since he has sent an invitation for us to come here, do you think a proposal awaits me?" Amelia asked, eager to see a ring on her finger.
