Yet another spring has come over and once again, every living thing within the walls was brought back to its usual life cycle. This year's winter was very mild, and all inhabitants of this small world were extremely thankful to whatever gods, were responsible for that. One such person was a young teenager, Historia Reiss, who was eagerly preparing for a special occasion.

Today, her dear friend Eren, would celebrate his fourteenth birthday. For him, it wasn't anything particularly important, but the girl desperately wanted to make him remember this day more. She was always thankful to the gods that her prayers had been listened to, and Eren ended up on the farm with her.

Well, maybe that wasn't completely true. While she deeply believed this to be a work of divine intervention, her older sister played a huge part in bringing him here. And speaking of Frieda…

'How long has it been' she thought while stirring a ladle in a pot full of the special stew she was preparing for Eren.

Indeed, her older sister hadn't visited them for quite a while. Whether it was due to her being a busy monarch, or if she simply didn't want to see them, it really pained Historia not to have her only family visit her. What could even be so important for Frieda that she neglected her own familial bonds?

"You're stirring it too much" the blonde suddenly heard.

As she jumped on her feet at the sudden voice, she noticed that it was Ymir.

"And what would you know about cooking, huh?" Historia pretentiously asked.

"Oh, you know" the freckled female responded nonchalantly "private cooking lessons with our man of the house, certainly do pay off. You should try them too."

At that, the blonde angrily shut her eyes as a vein popped on her forehead. Ymir could sometimes be a pain in the arse, with her frivolous personality and unexpected temper. Nowadays, Historia was rather trying to be civil with the girl, yet it didn't always work out. Ymir's close connection with Eren would usually prove to be a bone of contention between the two girls.

"What do you want?" Historia asked, after she calmed down a bit.

"The cake has arrived" the freckled female responded, snatching the ladle out of her hand "I'll try to save this dish, so that we don't all get poisoned. Go get the cake!"

Ignoring the mean remark, Historia happily ran to the front door. She had commissioned for this cake, earlier that month. The bakery was apparently one of the finest within the interior, however ever since she was revealed to be the royal sister, no longer would money be an issue for her.

"Hello princess!" The messenger exclaimed as he saw her at the front door.

"Hey" Historia replied, walking over to the man's cart.

"Here's the cake" he said, showing her the package "should I help you with it?"

"No, it's alright!" The blonde spoke grabbing the small box "I can take care of myself."

"Okay, then" the messenger simply replied, before taking hold of his cart and walking away "have a nice day!"

Once inside, Historia laid down the package on the kitchen table. It wasn't actually that small, but the girl didn't want to it to be overly big. After all, there were only the three of them here…

Again, the girl thought about her missing sister. The life that she was currently enjoying, was all thanks to her doings. The blonde really appreciated everything that Frieda had done for her, yet one thing that she wanted from her the most was the attention, and an impression of having a real, loving family.

Eren and even Ymir were great friends to her. In the case of the young boy, she was even planning on becoming even closer with him. Yet nothing could replace the feeling of having someone love you unconditionally.

No one could replace a loving sister…

"You, okay?" The freckled female asked her with concern.

"I'm fine…" the blonde responded simply.

Silence fell between them as unspoken words were exchanged.

"Is it about her?" Ymir asked after a moment.

"Yeah…"

"She really loves you, you know that?"

Each day it was becoming more and more abstract to her. Thoughts about her sister being indifferent, or even hating her were plaguing her mind every sleepless night. And she couldn't even do anything about it…

"Sure" Historia replied, before turning to face the other female "anyway, give the ladle back. I'm not done, quite yet…"

"Trying to impress Eren, huh?" The freckled female asked with a sneer, as she handed her the utensil "you know, boys can be really daft at times. Maybe you should just give him the key to your bedroom?"

"Yeah, that's his next year's birthday present" the blonde replied with a chuckle.

Later that day, Eren had finally come back from the field. Not expecting anything particular, he walked right into the house, where his two girl friends were waiting with a special dinner. Historia could tell he really liked the small party. Usually, the boy didn't celebrate his birthday, so having the two most important people in his life give him all their attention was extremely touching.

As Historia was walking over to their table with the cake, Ymir decided to pull a little prank on her.

"Hey Eren" she said, with a huge grin "close your eyes, and you'll receive your present."

Unsuspicious of what was going to happen, the boy did as he was told.

Suddenly, all of the blood within the blonde's veins froze as she witnessed the freckled female kiss her beloved passionately.

"Hey!" She exclaimed with anger, after carefully placing the cake on the table "what do you think you're doing?!"

After Ymir separated from the boy, she just gave the blonde a wild look.

"Preying on the defenceless" the older girl replied with a smirk.

"That's totally against the rules!" Historia fumed in protest.

"Rules that you made up just now" Ymir exclaimed skeptically "listen blonde, you kiss him all the time. It's only fair I get to do it once in a while."

"I kiss him all the time because he absolutely loves it!" The princess nearly yelled at her "right, Eren?"

"Uhm…" the boy expressed, unsure of what was the right thing to say.

"Oh, please!" The freckled female spoke with pity "you kiss him so often that he probably doesn't care that much about it. I on the other hand, kiss him only on special occasions, so naturally our kisses are way more unique!"

"Your opinion doesn't matter!" Historia cried out, before looking at the man in question "Eren, tell her!"

"Yeah, Eren" Ymir seconded, before also looking at him "tell us who would you rather kiss?"

As the boy was presented with this tough choice, he couldn't make up his mind. He liked both of those girls, so why did they have to fight so much?

"What is it with Eren and kissing?" A new voice suddenly rang across the room.

As the trio looked behind, they saw that an unexpected guest had come to visit them. Out of the three, Historia was the first one to react.

"Frieda!" She cried out, before running to embrace her big sister "you came!"

"I missed you so much, dear" the queen responded, hugging the blonde.

Then, she looked over her sister's shoulder.

"Happy birthday, Eren" the dark-haired woman exclaimed with a smile "you've grown so much that you truly look like a real man, now."

"Thanks Frieda" the young man in question replied, before standing up to greet her "glad you could join us."

"I'm sorry I wasn't here all that much recently" Frieda replied in shame, while looking down "I hope you can forgive me…"

"It's all right, don't worry about it!" Historia exclaimed, motioning for her to with them "come join us! We were just about to dig into the cake!"

As they were indulging in the cake, they talked about all that had happened during her absence.

"I heard you're disbanding the scouts" Eren said all of a sudden.

"Yeah" Frieda affirmed "we are currently concentrating our funds on the development of the airships."

"I know" the boy replied, "but wouldn't it make more sense, if they were the ones to explore the outside world, using them?"

At that, the queen smiled.

"That's a great point" she stated "however, their leader, Erwin Smith is an outspoken opposer of my rule. If he was given that much power, he would rally the entire survey corps against the government."

"I guess it makes sense…" Eren admitted, after hearing her argument "I just hope you find a way to free us all, Frieda…"

"Yeah, I hope so too."

The rest of the evening was pretty normal. Frieda was desperately trying to make up for all the time that she couldn't see them, and honestly, Historia was just happy to see her sister once again. The woman even invited them over to the palace. Things were indeed looking great for the young blonde.

There was only one weird thing. Her sister unexpectedly got very touchy with her male friend. In the past, it wouldn't strike her as bad, yet something within her sister's behaviour disturbed her.

'I must be seeing things' Historia thought, trying to focus once again on the conversation the four of them were having.