"are you positive about this your majesties" Walter asked princes Mayapple is she was sure about her next course of action.

The prinncee of the kingdom focused her priority on her own hair in the mirror instead of giving him eye contact much to the distant of her buttle.

"yes Walter for the last time I'm posstive" She comed it what felt like the twenty time today, she was trying to get her ginger looks to be as presentable as possible.

"but won't that interfere whit the royal go-carts, that is a time horred tradition".

She stopped mid brush, much as she didn't want to admit it he did have a valid point.

"we'll" just have to proposen it till next year, when I was trapped whit the other princceses it gave me a lot of time to think about things and how different country rule their different territorys".

She held a breath of a second before she answers and spoke such blastmpshy.

"that not everything can be solved whit go-carts" it felt a little wrong saying that but she meant every words of that.

"miss mayapple" he cried.

"Princess mayapple!" she retoteced on reflex.

To his credit Walter accepted his mistake and composed himself,not that she minded since they had know each other for a long time

"but to hold a furnel of all thing" Walter tried to express his confusion but she had heard it all before.

His eye brow and mustache felt like they were frowning at her, like they were disapproving of her actions.

She didn't feel like she needed to be preseatabel.

"all the for princesses and Prince Malachite

had agreed to attend and found the furnel" she japed her finger at in his chest, Walter wound of interjected but she continued.

"need I reminded you that crow never once kill any of the hero's of any country or member of the roayla family or police".

May apples put down her brush and stated to clean her crown.

Even thought she had seen the gem in it a thousand and one times she couldn't help but admired the beautiful pink gem it adored.

She remembered how her mother that ruled the kingdom before her had ruled somehow whit a iron fist and still be loved by her people.

When she had passed thier was a deep hole in everyone's heart, a part of the kingdom did care about her crisning and she couldn't really blame then.

But as princes and future Queen of her country she had to be thier for her people and saved them for dispair.

Know if she could do that to herself.

Breaking the butter out of his train of thought the princess stood up and made her way.

"come Walter, we have a conference to attend to"

May apple on the move

Next time we're whit crow.