A bright light coaxed you awake. Your maid, Miriam, stood there, waiting patiently. "Your highness, it's six o'clock, your parents wish you downstairs immediately." You groaned, tired and annoyed. "Six o'clock.. Why so early?" Your reply sounding more depressed than you intended. "I do not know, your Highness, they said it was urgent." Sighing, you dragged yourself out of bed, not bothering to get dressed, making your way downstairs to see whatever the hell your parents wanted this early.
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