Chp. 1- Heir

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"Wake up Misaki-hime! Wake up!"

Great, it's that annoying old lady, Inari-san again. Always entering in and out of my room on the orders of the queen, my mother. 

"Inari-san, one more hour....."

"Most certainly not, and you do that people usually say, five more minutes, correct?"

Inari-san then pulled my blanket away while attempting to wake me up. Although, with her being here, I am pretty well awake already.

"Well I'm not like those people."

With that being said, I pulled my blanket back and hid under it.

"Wake up. It's time for your usual training."

At this point, it was a tug-of-war with the blanket. MY blanket.

"What is my usual training," I sighed.

"Don't joke around. Hurry, up up up!"

Did I mention that Inari-san has quite an British accent? Well, she does.

"Ugrh, no no no...."

Tears were already forming and my gosh, this is going be heck of a day. Like "usual."

"Most people usually say, yes yes yes."

Well of course, that's only when people gets tired and super annoyed when their sleep has been interrupted, they would just continue with sarcasm. 

"Like I said, I'm not like those people, Inari-san. Look, just pretend that I am training okay... you're my favorite maid after-all."

Then of course, when there's no way out, sarcasm is the way.

"Most certainly not Misaki-hime! Come down in 20 minutes!" 

Welp, she scolded me. That didn't end up well at all, did it? And so I sighed. It sucks because every single day, I must train. I mean, I'm already 17. I've been doing the same training for about 17 years! Dance, speak in different languages, study the previous princesses, organize the library, know what to do during tea time, finding a husband, ew gross! There are so much more. *sigh* I'd rather be at the shack behind the palace making medicines. Don't get me wrong, I don't want to be a nurse or a doctor, I just like dealing with plants and herbs and such.

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20 minutes later......

"Hey Inari-san, why are we always doing this boring lame dance?"

I asked cause ya know, I don't wanna do it. You know how lame that it is? Well, it's cool to know how to waltz, but think about it. Living like a traditional princess of England is the lifestyle everywhere for a princess. It's ridiculous when I already know how to do it. All basics, learned and delt with.

"How many times must I tell you? It's not a boring or a lame dance, it is tradition,"

Inari-san sighed. And of course, when you have a line of maids and butlers who have a history with any royal families, everything is "tradition." That's what they say.

"But I already know how to do it. Not just this dance, but other different kind of dances too. Same with everything else!"

Oh boy, I sounded like a whiny little girly girl crying because she broke her toy. Yuck! 

"Misaki-hime, stop complaining over every little things you do during every little training you're receiving," 

Inari-san scowled at me. Make sense, but like I said, I was "whining."

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 04, 2020 ⏰

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