SERIOUSLY?! NOPE! Your dad would kill me if I let you do that. I mean c’mon, your dad is right behind you. Don’t say stuff like that. I put that in there to test you, but you need to start keeping your hormones under control young lady. As a princess it is your duty to be chaste and pure. It’s bad enough you have the mouth of a pirate and the liver of a… well; pirate. http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif
I can’t keep covering for you with him, so let’s just put this one behind us and pretend that you would rather do something else. Sewing perhaps? Or maybe reading fairy tales to the children in the castle? Something that will get your father off my back for a little bit, please. Don’t shake your head at me young lady. Stop it; I don’t care how long you hold your breath I won’t let you go outside to fight.
Ugh, fine. You do know it’s really exhausting being your matron right? You’re going to be the death of me one of these days.
Fight (1-A)
Flight (1-B)
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