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I didn’t want her to be sad, so I said, "But I could think of a story to tell you." "Really?" She grinned, and I nodded. Taking a moment before I continued, "Once upon a time, there was a little princess called Ariana." "Hey, that’s my name! The princess has my name!" she exclaimed excitedly, and I nodded, "Yes, she does." As I began weaving the tale, I described how Princess Ariana lived in a sparkling castle surrounded by beautiful gardens and friendly animals. She loved exploring the enchanted forest nearby, where magical creatures roamed and adventures awaited at every turn.

Although I could not help Rachel with her bath, I could still read her a bedtime story. I lay next to Rachel with a picture book. I could only see the colorful pictures. Cameron sat nearby and indirectly suggested, “Rachel, do you want Cassia to read you ‘The Little Prince’ or ‘The Little Mermaid?’” “Neither. I want to hear the story Cassia told me last time.” “What story?” “If there were no princesses in the world.” Actually, there was no need for “if.” The princesses that girls dreamed about did not exist.

Halton pretended to read the book since he already knew the story. "One day a handsome prince rode his horse to look for the prettiest princess in the land. On his way into the grasslands, he stumbled upon an old home where he found the most beautiful woman in the world who lay deeply asleep on the grass, his eyes hooked to her beauty." "The prince fell in love with her at first sight and leaned in to kiss the sleeping princess, but before he could touch her lips he was punched in the face by the princess. The Princess wakes up immediately and happily lived in her castle with her talking animals after ditching the creepy prince."

Unlike the three-panel format I’d seen before, this one told a sweeping story maybe ten, twelve scenes etched into one continuous timber. I stepped closer, and Ron appeared beside me once again. “Ah, the missing princess,” he said with a nod. “Most folks miss that one. This beam tells the tale of The Order’s only failure.” I blinked, intrigued. “The Order failed?” He smiled, eyes gleaming. “Oh yes. It begins with Duke Lockwood the ruler of this land long ago. He had a daughter, Lilliana. Said to be the most beautiful woman in all the provinces. But her father was… protective, some say obsessive. He kept her hidden away in a tower, allowing visits only from her tutor and himself.”

All that is known about them is that they do not have princesses; they are all princes, and this is the reason for their strength. She prepared herself, and her maid took her to her chariot that would take her to the kingdom of her unknown prince. She caught a glimpse of the king of the kingdom of darkness as he climbed in his chariot and set off to suddenly open the door of the cart she was riding in, and her prince climbed in to launch the cart with lightning speed to enter a black gap, a time gap that helps in moving between kingdoms. The allies quickly and easily found themselves suddenly in front of a palace—no, rather, a very high and huge castle, more than her father's palace in seve

“Yes I served in the Ziion Military, and still call Ziion home and King Levis my King” “Ok that’s good enough for me. We have only one source but we believe on your Planet, you have a missing princess, she is a twin to Princess Rota” “Mia” said Alex looking to Dora, Dora’s eyes widened. As they both thought through her circumstances it made sense, she even had similar featured to the king” “Yes it does make sense” said Alex over the line “What would you have us do, I imagine you already know we don’t have much in the way of anything useful here.” Said Alex

"That little kid who fell in the water... that was you?!" The tips of Alexander's ears flushed. "Yes." "I've been looking for you for ten years." Sophia suddenly laughed. "But you were only twelve then, and I was sixteen. I'm four years older than you." She raised an eyebrow. "I hadn't even had my first crush, and you were already in love?" Alexander looked at her, his gaze clear and earnest. "Princess, do you want the truth?" "Go on." "Because you were like an angel," he said softly. "You saved me, and you were so gentle. You made me believe there was still light in the world."

At her mother’s eyes looking back at him. “What kind of story,” he said. She said with excitement in her voice. Her favorite story. “Pretty princess storry,” she said. “With long hair.” He looked at her. “Okay,” he said. He thought for a moment. Then — “Once,” he said, “there was a princess.” “With long hair,” Liyana confirmed. “With very long hair,” he agreed. “Dark. Past her waist.” Liyana nodded. Correct detail. She approved.

"Anyway! That's why I couldn't go on a date! I have, um…a doctor's appointment! Yeah! Gotta—gotta take care of my…my condition!" Jacob still stared, his face a mix of confusion and concern. Shit. He wasn't buying it. I had to do better. I exhaled roughly, switching gears. "Actually—wait! I'm engaged!" Jacob's jaw dropped. "Engaged?!" "Yes!" I nodded enthusiastically. "To a mysterious foreign prince! He—he lives in…uh…Antarctica!" "…Antarctica?" "Yes! He's a penguin breeder! Very, um…very handsome!"

My eyes caught on the edge of a wrinkled, torn paper, the word princess sticking out like a splash of ink. Anyone with information about the missing princess, please report to Headmistress Yves. The princess was last seen eighteen years ago. Useful information will be compensated with a sum of $1,000,000. My breath caught. That amount of money was unheard of. Unimaginable in the places I grew up in. But eighteen years missing? That was a long time. How could one hold out hope for new information when it’d been that long? Eighteen years. My age.