Chapter 12: Black Hair and Show Planning

Maybe an hour later the boys knocked on Venera's door. She let them in and Micha went straight for the bed, while the prince took a seat on the chair.

"Can you help me dye my hair while we talk?" asked Venera, before Micha had a chance to start.

"Can't you do it yourself?" he retorted, already getting up to take out the dye from the bag he brought.

"If you don't want me to look like a tween's failed experiment on National tv, you will get your hands a little dirty, Micha." she laughed at her own joke, the boys following with their own laughs.

The prince asked if there was anything he could help with, but Venera declined immediately,  throwing him her phone and putting him on music duty instead.

She prepared the dye and got a towel from the bathroom, handed Micha the gloves and brush and shooed Felix off the chair, and directed him to the bed. She took a seat, put t