Why? Because I'm 'His' princess.
I'm also his chef and dish-washer woman.
But I'm still his princess.
And I love it.
[Hey, never mess with a princess with a skillet in one hand and a wand in the other.]
[Wait. Princesses don't get wands. Only fairies do. Oh, whateves. I'm a princess, if it's a wand I want, it's a wand I shall have.]
[Sorry, I'm just lurved up at the moment. He's probably cringing as well when he reads this.]
Kisses from the princess!
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