Apparently, on the day that I was born, my father, King Henry Barton, was looking through some documents when one of his advisors suddenly burst into the room and yelled, "A princess has been born!"Father tossed his pen aside and bolted out of the room, outpacing even the messengers with his speed. After reaching the delivery room and confirming that I was indeed a princess, he fell to his knees and began thanking the heavens. He also issued three royal decrees that day.Firstly, the funds for my living expenses would be triple the amount of the first prince, Edward Barton's. Secondly, West Tower would be renovated and expanded, and I would be granted the first pick whenever the kingdom received any tributes. Thirdly, the guards assigned to me on a rotational basis would be selected from his personal royal guards.All 18 of my brothers took turns watching over me. They even fought among themselves over who would get to change my diapers.As I grew older, I learned how to crawl, wa
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