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Round and round she goes. Her first attempt skating and she felt as though she was flying. Almost. L’Aarchel had first suggested they skate. Fast feet and bright smiles lit up the rink and she couldn’t simply stand and watch. Oh, she must tell Uncle about this. How will they create an ice rink in Rausten, she was uncertain, but she was sure it would be a hit among the people.
She’s not so egotistic to claim she was a natural at this. She too, had her knees buckling under her and landed solidly on her rear a few times before she had grasped the hang of it. Determined to succeed, she pushed through and triumphed the ice! And she assumed the same would ring true for her partner, but this was the third lap she has passed the girl. If L’Arachel hadn’t known any better, she would say Veronica has beein in the same spot since the beginning.
After a cry of help—or blunt demand—the princess slows down and watches the girl stumble and slip right onto the ice. She glides back over to Veronica and is sure to stand beside her, enough to block the other skaters from impact. L’Arachel holds both her hands out and crouches a bit.
“Greatness always leads first, then the rest follow. Here, I can show you. It will be fun, promise!” She offers one of her signature grins and adds, “Turn that frown around or your face will become stuck like that,” though after the last time she had interacted with her, it seemed her fate was already sealed, “or worse, you will gain wrinkles.”
