self-fulfilled prophecy

Until someone actually approached her with an interest in a tour.  The twin tailed princess's face lit up in a matter or seconds, and she resumed her Dignified Tour Guide persona.  Before her stood a tall, lovely woman who had a sort of boyish charm to her in how she was dressed.  Being faced with such an attractive person was nerve-wracking in itself, but the fact that she now had to give a tour to her... Frey felt like she could pass out.

Selphy waited until dawn to close up her store, bringing out the door with her a small luggage bag and a sign to hang outside. In big, sloppy, cursive handwriting it read Closed: Will Be Back Tomorrow Or The Next Day -Selphy. She hardly remembered to check if the oven was turned off upstairs, or if she forgot a book light was still turned on by her nightstand.

She breathed out a sigh, tightening the belt on her jacket before walking down the paths of Trampoli to her departure. In her luggage carried two changes of clothes, one being a nightgown and the other a long, floral skirt and a white, semi-fancy, shirt. Along with that a map of Selphia and it’s surrounding areas, and a camera left in her care. After researching her task, to take a “selfie”, she learned all she would have to do is take a picture of her self. Quite a literal phrase she thought to herself.

The pseudo-princess fiddled with the end of one of her twin tails gingerly while she waited by the port for the arrival of another ship.  With spring upon the rural town, tourism had increased what seemed like 30% overnight as people flocked from all over to see the trees and flowers in full bloom.

In the distance, a ship approached.  As it slowly began to lower itself to the port, Frey nervously mustered up her courage.  She had only given tours to a handful of people before, and they were all ones who she actually knew. A heavy sense of dread formed in her stomach and weighed her town as the ship docked and she put on an award-winning smile (and very practiced) smile.

Huh…? [Upon hearing the enthusiastic shouting of her name, Frey turns around— only, a little too late, as she loses her footing and falls backwards, the smaller girl clinging onto her] 

"So, I can’t imagine Selphia’s going to not notice one of their members of royalty suddenly missing. Do they know you’re here?" He cloaked his real reason for asking. Forte protected the prince and princess just as much as she did the Elder Dragon of that town. If Forte was the type to look for Frey, this could get awkward.

The word/name 'Anime' rolled off of Jack's tongue in such a fun way, and Frey loved it.  She made a mental note to try saying the word to herself a few times later.  And hopefully, when she did, there wouldn't be anyone around to catch her.  People always seemed to catch her right as she was doing something embarrassing. 

As she walked with him, she took in her surroundings.  The air here was so crisp and fresh, and reminded her a bit of the atmosphere in Yokmir Forest.  That familiarity was all she needed to keep her comfortable in this land that was so far from her home. 

She walked right in with Frey following close behind her. Dia turned back to her, “Oh goodness, is it all true? Could you show me? Zis is just incredible!”

Even if it was incredibly hard work, people's positive reactions to the small town were what really made her job worthwhile.  Frey couldn't help but smile at Dia's enthusiasm and fascination, and even felt rather proud of herself.

"W-Well," she began, trying her best to sound as humble as possible, "We have all of those things here, too. One of the Native Dragons presides over this town, and she lives in the castle just south of here.  And there are people who are able to use magic, too..." She decided that it would be for the better to leave out her position, as well as the fact that she herself could use magic.  Something about it made her feel that if she did say it, she'd come off as overconfident and narcissistic. 

That did sound like a lot of work.  Frey thought that she might be able to relate on some level, given her position as the acting princess and a farmer, though she didn't want to taint someone else's reality.

She looked around her surroundings, admiring them. “You know… I razzer like it ‘ere. I almost can’t believe it exists.” She paused a moment before adding on, “Back where I am from, places like zis only exist in stories.” 

From what she could gather, Frey assumed this person traveled around quite a bit.  But if that was the case, then why did they want to have livestock to take care of?  It seemed like it would be rather inconvenient.  Unless, it occurred to her, this was their trade.  People had come to Selphia in the past hoping to export goods and livestock to other continents, but there had been restrictions placed on that recently.  She just hoped that she wouldn't have to be the one to break the news to this traveller should it come up.