Rejoice! Rejoice! I found my beloved organizer. For those who did not look at my profile. I lost it and that is why I couldn't update, because it has my story on it. Anyways, I recommend looking at my profile, from time to time, I'll change it (just the bottom, I'll keep the top stuff). Anyways I apologize for being so late, but you should have seen me when I found my organizer, I started dancing (white nerdy girls can't dance unless it is choreographed, like ballet). Anyways back to the story.

Oh, in this chapter sorry if I get the dates wrong.

The Diabolical Princess

The first thing the group saw was a little girl. She had red hair that fell down just above her butt, and angry emerald eyes. She looked about four, and funnily enough she was wearing a silver and gold midevil style dress. She started talking in angrily in a strange language. It sounded like the language Remus and Melenia had spoken earlier.

"Sorry," Remus muttered, he said a spell, and the girls ranting were translated into English.

"… It's MY birthday. Why can't I play with the commoners if I want to? They look like they have soooo much fun playing. I AM SO TIRED OF BEING A PRIM PRETTY PROPER PERFECT PRINCESS!" The little girl laughed at the tounge twister. "That's it, I am going to get out of this castle today." She laughed maniacally this time and smiled evily. Then her smile turned to something overly sweet, and she clapped her hands. A young lady walked in. She had navy blue hair (yes, navy blue) that was pulled back in a high ponytail. Not the normal kind of ponytail, but the kind you see samurais wearing (except a ponytail and not a bun), and it still fell down to the small of her back. She wore what looked like a light blue genies outfit that fit her slim body, and her feet were bare.

"You called your highness." The girl asked while bowing low.

"My dear Atriciana what do commoners wear when going amongst their daily duties. Young girls my age, I mean."

"Well, your highness, they wear a myriad of things. Outfits such as mine are what young girls are wearing now, usually in their country or bacacoury colors."

The next thing the princess asked was rather strange and awkward. The princess seemed to think so to because she said it with a hung head. "Atriciana… what is it like to have friends." This was the first thing the princess had said that didn't sound forceful. It seemed out of character for the princess to ask such a thing.

"W-Well, I-It is …" Atriciana faded out looking thoughtful. "You don't have any friends do you princess?" She asked rather bluntly. Then she covered her mouth and looked horrified. She had just spoken rudely to the daughter of King Evan, the king of all of the nations of TrissAnglais. Then she looked at the princess. She looked sad and displaced. She didn't seem to have minded the rudeness. On sudden impulse, Atriciana bent down and hugged the princess. The princess stiffened under her hug. She had never been hugged before. It was something Bacacourians, or as they were called by humans' Shians, had picked up from the humans themselves. It was something commoners did not royalty did. Then again the princess thought commoners seemed happier than she. She let herself into the warm hug and smiled. She liked hugs.

Atriciana pushed back from the hug and looked at the little girl before her. Even a princess is a little girl at heart, she thought to herself. She looked around then whispered, "Do you want to go to the village?"

The princess smiled. Her plan had worked.

Kinda short chapter. Next chapter we meet Remus and Christy again. Guess who the princess is. You probably guessed right, seeing as the title is what it is, but if you didn't you can find out next chapter. The princess is kind of wity don't you think.

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