In walked Aunt Veronica, who Sara held distaste for because she insisted on her becoming a "proper lady" who would be the perfect heir. But the princesses weed habits frustrated Veronica and a sort of feud between the two formed.
"Warren, so good to see you"
Aunt Veronica said as she hugged her brother.
Veronica had light brown hair that was held up in a tight bun and the same brown eyes as her brother; she was wearing a fashionable white pant suit with 3 inch matching white heels, she wor extravagant jewelry befitting her royal status with makeup that enhanced her regal features. The woman was in her early 40s, though it didn't really show with pale, flawless skin.
"Sara, you look...less that presentable. But you just got out of bed and haven't had the right amount of time to get ready" the older woman said as she turned to face her niece.
"Actually--" the girl was about to retort when her father interrupted her,
"Well then you can help her get ready, Helena[Sara's mother, the queen] should be back soon so have fun girls" Warren said as Veronica led the girl up to her room. Before following her Aunt, the king took her hands and spoke closely to her,
"Listen sweetheart, just do what Aunt Veronica sais and try not to make things difficult for her, this is very important for me." He said and gave her hands a reassuring squeeze.
Sara looked up at Veronica and back at her dad,
"...ugh fiiiiine, but like when mom gets home you're gonna..." Sara pauses to think, which is difficult with her high running out "...tell me what t-this is about" she slurred.
"Yes, darling, of course. Now go and remember what I said" the man reminded as his daughter and sister disappeared around a corner once they were up the big staircase.
"Now let's get you looking proper; for once in your life" Aunt Veronica commented much to Sara's annoyance but she stifled that feeling when she remembered her father's words.
"This is going to be a long day" the princess said to herself as the two entered her room.