"Oh that's right," Nott said with a cheeky grin. "We're both potential spouses to prince charming." She chucked at the thought of either of them a princess. "So does that mean I should practice my curtsy?" She dipped on, fluttering her hand as though it were a fan. "Oh your majesty!"

She pressed the back of her hand to her brow. "Just think, a prince may come to sweep one of us away!"