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Princess Sofia.
I bite my lips as I walk past the hallways of the castle. My hands have been gripping the fabric of my skirt so much that my knuckles need to be relieved of the pain. I thought cooing up to Melissa would at least cause her to allow me enjoy some privileges of the castle. The servants in the castle do not follow up my orders as they did before. It seems Melissa has made it clear to them. When I walked in this morning, the scent of bread, cheese, steak, grilled fish and more wafted into my nose. I felt my own stomach growl and I had to remember that the servants available in the crimson wing are not gifted like the chefs of the castle.
Simple porridges. Simple soups...nothing is truly exotic like I want. I wondered, if I
