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small woman, but she was quick. She swiftly laid out all of the gowns for my inspection before turning to curtsy to me. "Um, do you by chance have any jeans and t-shirts instead?" I asked, "I'm not really a gown kind of gal unless I have to be." "Oh!", she squeaked, "Of course your highness. Apologies for the assumption, but we thought with you being a Royal that you would prefer a gown. I'll fetch some more casual options!" Before I could say anything else, she had left the suite and returned once again loaded down with clothing. This time she had come with several pairs of jeans and an assortment of t-shits and sweaters. "What's your name?" I asked as she laid my new load of selections ou
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