“Heh, yes yes. Of course. Besides, your not exactly heavy TwT”
Rose cleared her throat. Sun took the hint and shut his mouth.
"Hear ye, hear ye!" She called. "The palace has decreed that a royal ball shall be held for three nights so that the princes may find a bride or husband."
Mutters and whispers made their way around the crowd at these words. "Princes? Two of them?"
"You don't believe in the legend do you, Rosie girl?" A man called.
"Course she would! Fanciful women like her!