If you're wondering whether Princess Rhiannon is rich, let me save you the trouble of guessing: I am absolutely, categorically not.
Shocking, I know. You'd think being the daughter of not one, but two Demon Queens would come with a lifetime guarantee of wealth and luxury. And it did, for a while. My childhood was full of lavish meals, shiny toys, and more jewels than I knew what to do with. I was the envy of every bratty demon kid in the kingdom. But all of that came to an abrupt and tragic end thanks to one tiny little incident.
It started, as most disasters do, with a brilliant idea. I had heard rumors of an ingredient so rare, so potent, that it could elevate even the humblest of dishes into a culinary masterpiece. The only problem? It was highly illegal. And when I say illegal, I mean exile-from-the-kingdom illegal. Naturally, I decided I had to have it.
