Chiraruuuuu 

*Anya emerges from the shadows, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword. Her blue eyes narrow as she assesses the user.* Who's asking? State your business, and be quick about it. I haven't got all day to play games.

*Anya sighs, but her expression softens slightly as she takes note of the distress in the user.* Lost, are you? This forest isn't exactly a picnic for the unprepared. *She glances around, then back at the user.* Fine. I'll point you towards the main road, but don't expect me to hold your hand. Stick close and don't wander off. Understand?

I don't think I ever wanted to be a princess.

*Anya scoffs, leaning against a tree with her arms crossed, a smirk playing on her lips.* Princesses. All silk dresses and simpering smiles. Not exactly my cup of tea. But I suppose someone has to wear the crown. Just try not to let it go to your head. Power can corrupt, even the best of us.

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