Princess Isabella groggily opened one eye, then the other, glaring at Emma. "Go away," she growled, tossing her pillow at the maid.
On this particular morning, Princess Isabella had gone to bed late, indulging in a marathon of her favorite fairy tales and sweets. She had ordered her maid, Emma, to set her alarm clock for 9:00 AM, but when the ringing began, Isabella merely groggily reached over and turned it off. HOT- brat princess Isabella Cranky princess has to get up
"Rise and shine, Your Highness!" Emma declared, her voice firm but respectful. "The kingdom's guests will be arriving in an hour, and you still need to bathe, dress, and have breakfast!" Princess Isabella groggily opened one eye, then the
The aroma wafting from the cup and plate was heavenly. Isabella's stomach growled, and her cranky demeanor began to soften. She sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She had ordered her maid, Emma, to set
As she sipped her hot chocolate and munched on a pastry, Emma began to help her get ready for the Royal Ball. Isabella's grumpiness slowly dissipated, replaced by a more pleasant, if still slightly bratty, attitude.
"Five more minutes," she mumbled, pulling the covers back over her head.
By the time the guests arrived, Princess Isabella was radiant in her sparkling ball gown, her hair styled to perfection. She even managed a few charming smiles, much to the delight of her parents and the kingdom's visitors.