PROLOGUE

Minuscule, pearly white flakes descended slowly upon Neopia. The trees and ground glistened as a result of the impact the small crystals had on this planet. It was a lovely, but lonely Winter's night.
Only two sounds could be heard; that of the easy sweep and downy flake. Curiously, the moon seemed to shine a bit brighter than normal. This would've been left disregarded by the princess had it not been cloudy.

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Princess Vyssa is the daughter of King Coltzan III, and is as loved by all the inhabitants of Sakhmet as she is beautiful. She is next in line to her father's throne, and cannot wait to take over his rule. Since she is so young and very inexperienced, she has to look to the advice and guidance of the Royal Council.

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..."