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The Princess stiffened. She slowly turned her head up to see the speaker and/or bringer of her doom. Our heroine was in luck. Instead of an irate father it was her easy going grandfather.
He was absent mindedly petting the cat on his shoulder. The princess sighed in relief.
"You scared me."
"Did I? What is that you're reading?"
"This old thing? Just poems. Nothing you would be interested in."
Their brief conversation would have gone further but the princess's mother called out to her father for assistance.
He sauntered away quickly as he arrived. Our princess had peace at last. So she once again began reading.
I was
"I'm going to kill him!"
The princess looked up from her book and glanced over to the source. It was Chichi, she too, was a princes but that's not important right now.
"Kill who?" our princess asked.
"My husband if he doesn't get out here right now!"
"Oh okay. Just keep it down and bloodshed to a minimum."
So once again she tried to read the entry.
I was in
" I don't care what stupid thing he did! You're not fighting in my living room!" Our princess sighed in frustration and once again looked to the distraction.
Chichi had her husband's ear in her hand as her father watched on in amusement. The princess's mother was not amused.
"Fine!" She dragged her husband away while her father laughed.
The princess once again tried to read.
I was in the medical bay after my morning mission Adais was helping with my wounds when she came across it. I was able to brush her off and drop the subject but I have a feeling that she won't forgetit..
it..
" 'It'? What is he . . " The princess scanned through the pages to see if there was a clue.
The dairy was lifted from her hands.
"Yoink."
"Hey!" The princess's older brother snatched the book from her hands as walked by. She caught up with him down the hall as he stopped and read a page. He turned to her confused.
"Where did you get this?" The young prince asked.
"None of your business." She roughly took back the diary and walked away.
"Who wrote this?"
"Your mother."
"We have the same mom genius!"
The princess ignored her brother's calls and continued to walk back to the couch.. She had her own mission to fulfill.
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Part of the princess's punishment is to eat dinner with her family. She could no longer skip meals and go to her room. She and her brother also had wait until everyone, including their mother, was finished with food until they could leave.
This was one of the times she hated humans. Their mother was notorious for being slow. She preferred talking than stuffing her face.
" So what have you been up to the last few days?" Her mother asked her during a particular awkward dinner.
"Plotting world domination. I have a new angle that no one has ever tried-- capitalism. It works for other countries why not for tyrannical use?"
Her mother clenched her fists and took a deep breath.
"Cute. What are you really doing?"
While her mother was distracted her father tried to sneak away.
"I told you. Just reading a book."
"If you move another inch-what book?"
Her father rolled his eys and took his seat, crossing his arms.
"Are you talking about that weird one?" The younger prince asked.
"It isn't weird!" Our princess replied defensively.
"Well what's it about?" Her mother asked trying to keep the conversation going.
"Um. Well it's about a kid who has to live . . . in a the basement after his father is killed. He has no friends and his life sucks."
"That's what you spent three days reading?" The elder prince scoffed.
"That's not what that journal was about." The younger prince frowns.
"Yes it is." Our princess growls.
"Whatever. Can I go now? I think everyone is done."
"Fine. What else-
"What? You're letting him go?" Her father snapped.
"Fine! As long as you don't blow something up!"
"Or kill someone." the younger prince added quietly.
"I heard that."
The princess smiled as her brother gulped and hurried off.
"We're not done here!" Her mother called as our princess ran towards her room.
Just another day in the life of a princess and her family.