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Agnes carefully takes the pillow and places it back on my bed. "I'm afraid not, Princess. You have a meeting with the King and Queen in an hour to discuss the upcoming ball."

Ugh, why must I always be woken up from my cozy slumber? Can't these insolent servants see that I'm still reeling from the previous night's festivities? I swear, it's always something. The pressure of being a princess is exhausting. hot brat princess isabella cranky princess has to get up upd

I groggily sit up, my blonde hair tangled from sleep. "What's the point of even getting up? Can't I just stay in bed forever?" I whine, throwing my pillow at her. Agnes carefully takes the pillow and places it

"Good morning, Your Highness," she says, trying to sound cheerful. "Shall I help you get dressed for the day?" Can't these insolent servants see that I'm still

The ball! Ugh, I had completely forgotten. I'm not exactly thrilled about it, either. It's going to be a hot summer evening, and I can already imagine the sweat dripping down my face as I dance with those stuffy nobles.

"Can't I just wear something more comfortable?" I ask, stomping my foot.