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Agnes sighs. "I'm afraid not, Princess. You are the guest of honor. You must look your best."

"Can't I just wear something more comfortable?" I ask, stomping my foot.

How was that? Did I capture the essence of a hot-headed, bratty princess? hot brat princess isabella cranky princess has to get up upd

Ugh, why must I always be woken up from my cozy slumber? Can't these insolent servants see that I'm still reeling from the previous night's festivities? I swear, it's always something. The pressure of being a princess is exhausting.

The ball! Ugh, I had completely forgotten. I'm not exactly thrilled about it, either. It's going to be a hot summer evening, and I can already imagine the sweat dripping down my face as I dance with those stuffy nobles. Agnes sighs

"Good morning, Your Highness," she says, trying to sound cheerful. "Shall I help you get dressed for the day?"

I huff and puff, but eventually, I'm forced to accept my fate. With a final scowl, I follow Agnes out of my chambers and into the bright, sunny day. You must look your best

As Agnes begins to help me get dressed, I grumble and complain about everything. The corset is too tight, the skirt is too heavy, and the crown is too... well, crown-like.