Teryl's Tales of Whim~The princess adjusted her tiara again - no position seemed to ease the pinching.
But the wizard had insisted - she wasn't a simple book-seller anymore. No more shapeless frocks, no more simple braids, no more chunky boots.
She missed the books, the frocks, and the sensible shoes.
"When can I go back to selling books?"
"Back? You've got to pick a royal spouse to rule with!"
The next day, she escaped the castle in a wagon full of scrolls.
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