*Ainslee*

“Lenny!” I shout, releasing King Axel’s arm and running to my best friend. I can hear the king behind me sighing loudly, despairing that I still haven’t learned the proper decorum.

I don’t care at this moment, though, because it’s Lenny. “How have you-?”

Lenny steps back when I go in to hug him. “Princess,” he says, bowing.

I frown. Sure, Lenny and I didn’t part on the best of terms, but we were still best friends. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong,” Lenny insists. “Nothing at all. You’re just… you know… a princess now.”

“But I’m still me,” I argue, frowning at him. Flashes of the time we spent together...