For her, sleeping without her husband was a good feeling. Instead, she liked to have her own space and time. She let the status of being the wife of a prince hang on her life.
When she was bored, Princess Ivy bewitched her room with pink colors. She smiled as she watched the room decorations she wanted.
"What a lovely room!" praised Stacy who appeared in front of her.
Princess Ivy smiled surprisingly. "You came. How are you, Lucy?"
"I am pretty good. How about you, Ivy? I am sorry for not coming for a long time. I am busy with something that you do not know."
She nodded understandingly. "Shall I answer your question? You must know how I do, Lucy."
Stacy laughed so hard. She felt that whatever question she asked Princess Ivy, of course, she would answer it like that.
Stacy could see that Princess Ivy looked quite calm in her current state. Separating the bed with her husband made her face look fresher.