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I'm so tired of those senators," the princess says in between brushing her shiny dark hair, "telling me what to do and how to act, I mean, I AM the Princess. I AM the daughter of the king. If I wanted to I could have that fat oaf Palpus put on a strict diet, or secretly change the prescription in his monocle so he'll have blurred vision. Oh, and that Senator Barca with her disaproving tones and boring lectures. She annoys the sand straight out of my sandals, and don't even get me started on that Princess Sankara. If she thinks I'm going to listen to another tale of how great things were in HER court, I will scream!"

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Being stuck in that stuffy palace is no place for a young princess to be," Vyssa says, "especially if I'm going to be ruling this great land. I need to be out rubbing shoulders and wings with the citizens of my land. I need to know how the city works, something my father never exposed me to. He was too busy telling the tale of how he defeated that savage Monocerous with his bare paws. You don't know how many times I heard that story. My father sheltered me behind these palace walls for far too long. He was a strong warrior and kept me safe from the outside world, but now is the time to act, and act I will. Sakhmetians only know me for my beauty, but that is going to change. It is my time now."

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