Silvy's Monologue

In a towering castle made of enchanting white bricks that never seemed to wear down or lose their luster sat two charming women. On one side of the table sat a beautiful women with hair as white as snow and very striking and mesmerizing ice cold blue eyes. On the other side of the table sat a simulary beautiful women with pal blue hair and bright green eyes that seemed to be able to stare into your very soul. Both women held beauty second to none only seemingly matched to the other in terms of looks. If someone were to look at them right know many thoughts would go through their minds but one of the first would probably be about thier beauty or the fact that they seemed to hold unparalled power inside of both of themselves.

Both women had
"Hey silvy is this all we're gonna do all day, sit in her and drink tea"(Alice)

"What do you expect us to do then? Its not like I can go anywhere with a kingdom to run, and knowing you your idea of fun is going halfway across the word!"(Silvy)

I sighed internally this always happened! Silvy used to be so fun now just because shes running one little kindom she gets so serious and has no time for me! No matter i'll just have to force her to play with me. maybe we could play chess, or have a spar with each other, you know what it could be funny to race around the once or twice...

"Don't you dare alice I know that look on your face I've know you far too long not to"(Silvy)

"Oh come on! Im not that easy to read am I? i thought I had a good poker face espesially since a beat that con-arstist who was terrorising
We're going to the library!"(Alice)

With that reply I starting gliding to the floor with Silvy in a princess carry, while I knew she could fly I also realized she wouldn't come right away with me and it would take quite alot of convincing otherwise so the best method was to bring her now and apologize later. After all we are great friends and she knows how I think by know so she should have seen this coming.

Setting down on the ground we began our walk to the library with a slightly grumpy Silvy trailing a few steps behind me. Throughout the corridors we passed dozens of maids who with praticed and proffestional ease bowed to us or more likley Silvy as we passed through. Eventually arriving in front of a large oak wood door that seemed to lookout of place in the mostly whitewashed castle.

Opening the doors revealed a massive room filled with lines of bookshelves that seemed to never end. I looked over at Silvy who was still slightly disheveld from all the flying and running we just did. Asking her where the new books were she simply pointed at the closest shelf to