Sweet Philip

AMELIA'S POV

"that's your reaction? really? I'm quite disappointed" I answered truthfully. I mean, there's no point in lying though.

I'll say my thoughts anyways. It's only the two of us, I know he doesn't mind me being honest with him.

He giggled.

"come here" he said, but ended up being the one who actually came to me and gave me a hug.

I sniffed and smelled his scent.

"you smells nice" I said and let go of him.

"glad you liked it" he responded.

"I didn't said that I liked it" I answered.

"but you just said that I smells nice, that means you like it" he insisted.

I grinned.

"not because you smells nice, doesn't me I like it" I answered again.

What's with this fuss by the way?

"then, don't you like me smelling nice?" he asked.

"of course I do" I answered.

"that's my girl" he hugged me again.

We're just talking nonsense when we heard a knock coming from the door.

"Princess Amelia? the breakfast is ready. Please proceed to the garden" a sweet voice said.

I looked at Philip.

"sho