What births wilfulness? Alot if things are considered when tackling such a behaviour....but what happens when it's instilled into a princess like a norm? Well.....

Lazin Ora, the one and only Princess in the Ora Kingdom was the definition of wilful, stubborn and hard headed. Having been the girl if the house, she was pampered spoilt in her childhood days and all that came back to bite them when she was old enough and expected to act like the royal lady she was!

The lovable princess aged the king beyond his age with the stunts she kept pulling, the royal princes could only indulge her since she was their baby sister and would be there to protect for her and provide for her in the future.

Where is your sister?" The man seated at the throne with deep gray eyes and black hair with a few shots blooming asked in his stern voice having seen not seen his daughter when he called for the family meeting.

The four princes looked amonges themselves each recalling the last time they had seen Lazin. They turned to their guards who shook their heads having not seen her since last night when they all left to rest for the night.

The king raised his eyes brow seeing how the subjects he was asking were only looking amongest themselves as they spoke through telepathy? He shook his head and sighed. Carlton?" he called and a man in pure white clothes stepped forwards as though he just appeared from thin air.

Falling to his knees. "Your Majesty!" he bowed.

Where is she?" The king asked eyeing his most trusted and capable man.

"Answering to His Majesty....The royal Princess Lazin was here before any of you." Carlton reported.

Hearing that, all those in the throne room looked amongest themselves to see if she was pulling another stunt if going around in maids clothes but she was no where. Without asking, Carlton walked over to the enormous table to which the whole royal family sat and lifted the golden table cloth to expose Princess Lazin who was snoozing under the table laying on a mattress, each hand and leg in their own direction.

Those at the table also flipped the cloth and looked under the table. They could only cover their mouths to stop themselves from bursting out into laughter. The king could only face palm himself in defeat while the queen let out soft giggles. How come the person for whom the meeting was called for was the least concerned and actually brought her sleeping chambers into the throne room!

What were they to do for her? She wasn't young anymore and her unladylike behaviour had to come to an end!

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