“Princess please you must attend tonight’s festivities; in proper dress.”
She smiles at Cesario. “Oh please calm down will you? What is he going to do? Lock me in the tower?” Ellie giggled at the crazy thought.
“He is the king after all. Maybe you deserve some time in the tower.” Cesario admired her spirit, but feared the girl was too headstrong at times, which could get her into trouble.
She sat on the purple gem covered silk comforter and clasped her wrists together in mock shame, “Then bring on the shackles.” ‘I am already caged. There is not much more he can take from me.’ She thought silently.
“Ha Ha very funny princess.” Cesario rolled his eyes.
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