But the smile on my face didn't go anywhere.
In fact, it spread slowly, uncontrollably until it had taken over my entire expression and possibly my soul. The moment the call ended and my siblings' squeaky voices disappeared in a puff of glittering magic dust, I launched myself off the pillow pile like a particularly enthusiastic bird who had just discovered the concept of joy.
"They're finally engaged!" I half-squealed, half-gasped, spinning in the middle of my chamber like a deranged noble with a sugar rush.
[Should I alert the castle that the heir is having a spontaneous emotional combustion?] the system asked drily.
Let me have this! I yelled mentally, doing what could generously be called a celebratory twirl. My hair whipped around my face. I didn't care. "It's been two years of tension and meaningful glances and embarrassing walks-in and they finally did it!"
I flung my arms out wide and promptly tripped over a pillow. "WORTH IT!"
