Alita
'In, out! In, out!" I repeated rhythmically, my hands stretched just above my head, with my eyes closed.
It was around four in the morning. And for a Royal Princess, I was up too early. Goodness! I could never get used to my new life. Princess Alita, this, Princess Alita, that! Every corner I took, every room I entered and where I sat, there was someone to call me Princess Alita. As much as I enjoyed the perks that came with my new status, it was beginning to get on my nerves.
There was always something to bother me somewhere; either it was some gossipy maids who always followed behind me or some warriors who wanted to watch me even when I was taking my washroom break, in the name of protection.
Who would have thought that being a royal princess could be so tiring? Always keep
