Mayatie finishes with the finishing touches of my hair, smiling at me through the mirror.

"You look beautiful, Princess," she beams.

"Only because of you," I smile back at her.

"You could have easily done it yourself," she giggle.

"Yes," I agree, "but I enjoy when you do my hair."

I stand from my vanity and turn to hug her. She returns the hug whole hearted.

"I'm going to miss you once you get whisped away by one of the princes," she sighs as we release each other.

"Well maybe I can convince them to let me bring you along," I suggest.

"I doubt any of them would let you," she gives a small, sad smile.

I return the smile as my doors open and one of the other servants enter.

"The kingdoms have arrived, princess," he says quickly then leaves.

"Guess this means I have to start acting like a princess, doesn't it?" I grin at Mayatie.

"Never," she whispers with a grin of her own, "don't lose that passion, your highness."

I chuckle.

"I'll never lose my passion for mischief."