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The door to the Princess's room quickly swung open. A tall, teal haired speed-walked to the young lady who sat on the edge of her bed weeping. He raised his hand and, with a swift motion, whipped it against her cheek. Princess Miku – yes, the same princess who had been bawling her eyes out for several days straight – gasped in sudden anger. The sadness she had been feeling and been replaced with utter fury.
"How dare you?" She hollered as she jumped to her feet.
The man scoffed. "You know you deserved it – you little cry baby."
Miku's cheeks were now flushed red with rage. She was about to give him a piece of her mind but she instead pouted, knowing that she couldn't win this battle. She placed her hand softly on the cheek that had been slapped and plopped back down on her bed. "That really hurt, you know. What the hell are you doing here anyway, Mikuo?"
"Ah, I see you've gotten a potty mouth from the peasant you've been around lately. As for your question, dearest, I had been informed that the one and only Princess Miku of the Kingdom of Pure had had her poor, delicate little heart broken by the devilish Prince Kaito of True. I decided that I had to see this with my own two eyes.
"Mother and Father had also asked for me to attempt to call down my darling little sister, but that isn't the main reason as to why I came to visit."
"And you slapped me, because…?"
"Oh, and an attitude. What happened to my cute, delicate petit playmate?" Mikuo asked in a childish manner. Miku appeared to be unamused. "Obviously I did it to knock some sense into you. Sometimes some physical 'abuse' is needed to get people thinking straight."
She laughed. "Please explain this to me: how am I not thinking clearly? So I've been a bit emotionally under the weather. That doesn't mean I don't know right from wrong."
"Miku," Prince Mikuo began, "I don't think you realize that this isn't a fairytale-love story where the Prince comes to save the Princess when she's sad. The person you love, or the person you expect to come and rescue you from this sadness isn't going to appear as if by magic and whisk you away into a happily ever after.
"I'm not trying to tell you what to do, but usually when people want something they go out and get it themselves." Being satisfied with the motivational speech he had just given he walked towards the door. But before he could walk through the door frame he was knocked to the ground.
All he saw when he looked up was Miku's twin tails trailing behind her. "Hey!" he called. "Where're you going?"
"I don't know!" She cried. "To get a boat or something!"
Within seconds the sound of the palace doors slamming shut echoed throughout the building.
I apologize for such a late update. I had the world's worst case of writers block. . Anyway, there's one chapter left, so I'll try to publish it over Spring Break~