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You're a princess. Literally. I’m not talking like ‘prissy woman’; I’m talking ACTUAL princess. Gowns and all. Now, recently, your father’s been getting all pissy with you because you've been climbing the castle walls to go to the town market. The produce is just better there; you can't help it. Especially when you need fresh stuff for something you want made. Hell, you knew about the market because of the chefs in the palace; they love you! And have maybe possibly set you to grab produce for them…. Either way, your father’s pissed about it and doesn't want you going into the town or to that market alone. Blah blah blah, overprotective dad, arguments, and speak of knights. You weren't really listening a week ago, didn't care. But now, they're here. Max and Charles, your new knights — babysitters, you call them — are here to meet you today