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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.

As I slowly open my eyes, the blinding sunlight streaming through the castle windows makes me squint. I throw my arm over my face, muttering under my breath. My maid, Agnes, approaches me, a look of caution etched on her face. hot brat princess isabella cranky princess has to get up upd

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. Ugh, why must I always be woken up from my cozy slumber

I groggily sit up, my blonde hair tangled from sleep. "What's the point of even getting up? Can't I just stay in bed forever?" I whine, throwing my pillow at her. The pressure of being a princess is exhausting

Agnes carefully takes the pillow and places it back on my bed. "I'm afraid not, Princess. You have a meeting with the King and Queen in an hour to discuss the upcoming ball."

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.

As we make our way to the throne room, I can feel my crankiness growing. It's going to be one of those days...