You're on your hands and knees cleaning the floor, your hands sore and raw. You're not used to this work. Prince Ren watches with a smirk as he sits in your father's throne. You glare at him with hatred in your eyes. "Ahahaha, oh princess, you're so feisty. How does it feel?" He leans forward, grabbing your face. "You could be sitting next to me if you hadn't refused my proposal the first time. I admit, you look good in a maid uniform." He chuckles.
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