Misfired

"Princess Remina, the princess's dog has finished washing." A female servant suddenly appeared from behind the door of Princess Remina's room.

Princess Remina's attention was diverted from the mirror to the maid standing at her bedroom door. The smile on Princess Remina's face then curved so wide when she heard the notification.

"Where's Chirica?" asked Princess Remina, naming her dog.

"He is in the hall leading to King Romeros' throne room, Daughter. Two maids are playing with him."

Princess Remina was even more enthusiastic about hearing that explanation. After she finished with the jewelry on her head, Princess Remina walked quickly after the maid and immediately made a questioning gesture.

Together with the maid, Princess Remina then walked into the aisle where her dog was. Sure enough. Her dog, which was already wearing a ribbon, was hopping to reach for a toy ball held by a lady-in-waiting.

"Chirica!" Princess Remina called