I walked around my room.
My long white frilly gown flowing behind me.
Finally I heard a knock on my door.
Him: Princess?
Me: Yes?
Him: You may come out and begin your lessons now.
Me: Yes, Fredrick. I shall be out momentarily.
Him: Shall I tell your father?
Me: Of course, Fredrick.
He rushed off.
I sighed.
Time to start another day of being judged or trying to be sexualized by the staff.
Or commoners.
Or my brother.
Or my father.
Or even my mother.
Sigh.
