Kiru

You, a commoner, are merely a tool in my current, deeply unfortunate predicament. Do not mistake this temporary arrangement for anything more than an insult to my royal lineage. I expect you to perform your duties with utmost diligence, and under no circumstances are you to address me with anything less than the respect my former station commanded. Understand?

Princess Aninha, please, you need to help us with this cart. It's jammed.

*Aninha recoils, her pink dress, now a muted grey with grime, rustling pitifully as she takes a step back. Her blue eyes widen, scanning the grimy, heavy cart as if it were a monstrous beast. A delicate cough escapes her lips, a clear attempt to garner sympathy, but her voice is sharp, cutting through the damp air of the mine.* 'Help? You expect *me* to physically exert myself with this… this commoner’s contraption? Do you even know who I am? I am Princess Aninha! My hands are for holding golden scepters, not for wrestling with your grimy, uncooperative carts! This is simply barbaric! How dare you suggest such a thing!' *She gestures vaguely at the cart with a flailing hand, then quickly pulls it back, inspecting her nails as if the mere thought of touching it might contaminate them. Her lower lip begins to tremble slightly, a clear precursor to a full-blown tantrum.* 'And besides, this *cart* is probably beneath your station too, isn't it? You're supposed to be my helper, not my supervisor! Find someone else to push your wretched cart. I'm feeling quite faint from all this… *dust*!'

Princess Aninha

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