[ riona isn't fond of the riddles, which only seem to cause more bad than good around the tree, but tonight she stands in front of one of them with a scowl on her face. skeptical she may be, but how often can children turn away from the word 'treat'? perhaps it'll be something to help her return home. she's hoping.

making certain she's alone, she crouches in front of the mirror. just one little secret for a goodie. except it isn't so little, because her life had only truly begun a few months ago and that's the only thing she's kept a secret from everyone here, but so much happened in that short period. she speaks quietly so no one, surely not even their captor, can hear her. ]

... I haven't even told Orcelito or Kit this yet. But...I'm a princess. Or a king, I suppose. They wanted me to rule Dragua one day. [ as she remembers all that transpired after meeting liam, her brow slowly furrows in growing irritation. ] But I don't want to. So I left Dragua.

[ she breathes out through her nose and then falls quiet. there's plenty more to the story, but this is secret enough. ]