The Princess in the Dumpster

Synopsis:

Profound depressed cheeks, grimy skin which lost its unique tone, twig-like wrists, unsanitary fingernails and a lot more modest body for her age. Furthermore, with ignored hair looming over portion of her face, this little youngster is really the failed to remember Royal Princess of the Empire. Incapable to smother her appetite any more, she creeps out of her stowing away inside a little, old, worn-out palace looking for food… "I'm eager," the little young lady who's wearing only ratty garments mumbled without acknowledging, "Would i be able to eat this… ?" Her little plant like hand detached a bit of vegetation starting from the earliest stage, she at last put it down while shaking her head from side to side. The young lady hadn't had a legitimate dinner for three days… "Estrella… " the youngster recounted the name, her words one with the breeze. It was a valuable name that she had procured simply after quite a while. "I'm sorry I'm late." "… It's okay," the little one who answered then drooped onto Elias' chest.