My weekends started with the loud voice of the prince's fiancee', Princess Marionette, barging in the castle like a spoiled brat she is, bellowing my name in the process.
And I stood by the doorway of the prince's chamber, newly awake, as I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. Clearly, it was still too early for her to bother me this way. What does she want from the prince this time?
Well, since it already came to this, I did my best to prepare and dress myself as the prince as quickly as I could. Once I was done, I went out of the room in haste, only to hear the grumpy captain of the magic army chastising the princess for being too loud this early morning and barging in without notice.
The princess, on the other hand, countered, saying something about the prince being her fiance' and she can do anything that she pleases here before sticking her tongue out to him.
