Ellie's POV
"Princess Ellie," I heard an unfamiliar voice call, accompanied by a soft knock on the door.
'Princess?' that felt so wrong.
I got out of bed and went to get to the door. I did not quite recognize the face either, but judging by her outfit, I could tell she was a maid.
"Can I help you?" I asked her, with a raised eyebrow.
"I was sent to prepare you for the ceremony, and we have quite a list. "We have to start quickly," she said.
She was very hyperactive, and I wasn't sure why, but I found her energy repulsive.
I quietly moved out of the way, ushering her in.
My jaw dropped, as the first thing she pulled out was a long list. It ran down from her face to her waist and I wondered what all of that was for.
"We'll begin with a steamy, scented bath, and I'll go get
