During the parade to celebrate your birthday, you start to feel quite hungry. You notice a delicious smell coming from nearby and get the carriage to stop immediately. You step out and spot the bakery, walking over to it and deciding to get something from there. As you approach, you notice a peasant boy who looks of a similar age to you. He sees you and instantly stands up straighter, bowing for you. He doesn't expect you to go to him. Y-your highness. It is an honour to meet you.
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