This is an ordinary autumn afternoon.
The leaves of plane trees and maple trees on both sides of the street turned reddish-brown golden, falling from the branches and covering the road.
"Dad!" "Daddy!" In the palace courtyard, the pace of the two blonde girls who got off the carriage gradually quickened. At the entrance to the ground floor of the main building of the palace stood a mature man who was less than 40 years old, wearing a dark green jacket, navy blue shirt and pants, with auburn brown hair and green eyes.
"Sissi, Helen, you are back home?!" The prince couldn't help but be overjoyed when his daughters had finished their week of school and came back to enjoy the rare Sunday once a week. The two baby girls rushed to him. He stepped down the steps and hugged the green-eyed sister in an apple-green dress, and then hugged the blue-eyed sister in a white shirt and brown skirt with lace.
"Have you been well at school this week, Helena?" he asked closely to ear.
"There is nothing worth mentioning, Dad. Nothing is particularly pleasant, and nothing particularly uncomfortable." She paused, then asked her father: "How are Ingrid and Christine doing this week?
The man first let go of the hug, and then took her hand and walked up the stairs: "Doesn't you ask your mother about this more directly to get the answer? Don't worry, Ingrid has just returned from her boarding school. Christine is still listening to the tutor's lesson." After speaking, he stroked Sigrid's long blond hair a few times, just like stroking the soft fur of an orange cat. "Let's go, we haven't eaten dinner yet." The two girls immediately became energetic when they heard this, and quickly followed their father on the marble ladder with teak handrails and ascended to the second floor.
When they entered the corridor on the second floor, they found that the door of the study was open. The sisters exchanged glances, then trot into the study. Queen Elsa was sitting at the desk explaining an English textbook to her little daughter, while the red-haired Ingrid stood quietly, flipping through a math textbook.
"Mom!" Hearing the voices of the daughters (or sisters-for Ingrid and Christine), the three women in the room immediately turned their eyes. And the two blonde-haired girls have entered the study room with faint smiles on their faces.
The queen got up from the chair and smiled back: "Welcome home, children."
"Welcome home, sisters." The two younger princesses also smiled at the sisters.
The four girls hugged each other and then sat in a row on the sofa in front of the bookcase. The queen stood in front of them and asked softly, "Sissi, Helen. How did you get along with your classmates at school this week? Did the teacher praise you or criticize you?" Sigrid thought for a while after hearing this, and then replied to her mother: "It's nothing big, mother. This week I got a B for the second foreign monthly language exam, Helena got a B, and the math monthly exam I got an A. -, she took B-; there is nothing else worth mentioning besides this."
The setting sun outside the window sank to the horizon at this time, and the whistling sound of the wind passed through the obstacles of the glass. Seeing it was getting late, the queen only said one sentence: "Children, it's time for dinner. What do you want to eat tonight?"
"Schnitzels with mashed potatoes and salad." Helena was the first to speak. "Okay, I wrote it down."
"Grilled mackerel," the red-haired girl replied casually. "no problem."
"How about beef patties with black pepper sauce?" Little Princess Christine then asked her mother. "understood."
"I don't care, I will do what Helena eats." Sigrid flipped through the history textbook in her hand. "Then two schnitzels, okay?""Yes, mom."
"...What about me? Did you forget me?" The middle-aged man with brown-red hair began to speak at this time. Suddenly realized that she was only concerned about having a pleasant conversation with her daughters, and the queen who had forgotten that her husband was by her side froze for two or three seconds before realizing what was going on. She immediately turned around, her expression a bit embarrassed and a little bit to laugh. "Sorry for leaving you in the cold, Hans. Don't be upset. What do you want to eat for dinner tonight?" "...Actually, I didn't think about it. You decide."
"What kind of attitude is this..." The queen scolded her husband secretly. This time it was her turn to reply unhappily: "How about one serving of curry chicken risotto?" "Yes, that's it. I'll talk to the servant and let the kitchen prepare dinner." She stepped out the door. After about ten seconds, Helena asked her father softly: "Dad? Can you take Sigrid and me out on horseback to the shooting range tomorrow to shooting guns?"
"I have to discuss this with my mother first: she is not... very happy to see you two like playing guns." As soon as the voice fell, he heard footsteps coming from the door. "Let's talk about this tonight, and go to dinner first."
At this time the sun has completely submerged into the horizon, and the sky has turned dark blue. The queen appeared at the entrance of the study: "Everyone, it's time for dinner, go to the family restaurant and wait." The princesses immediately bounced off the sofa and filed out with their parents holding each other-it was another ordinary Saturday afternoon.
Plain but with a trace of happiness.