Perfecting A Princess Continuation Of Ch.1 She was at the library in school, and when she saw the clock strike four, she folded a page and closed the book. It was Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone. Her favorite book of, like, all time! "I can't right now," she said. "There's a new member of the family." she whispered, as if the pages were real. Being the imaginative weirdo she was, Kazinra thought of how other people would think, because she clearly knew that a normal person didn't talk to objects. At least she was royalty, though, nobody would stand a chance going against her. She closed the book and broke off downstairs. Tall teenagers stood before her, passing through the stony roofed pathway leading to the exit. On the left and right of the waiting area was the garden with a humongous pavement that served as a bench where students could hang out and eat lunch. Just like her house, or, the palace, it was practically a minature copy of her front yard. Hundreds of plants were also there, especially yellow bells. The afternoon sun was shining happily and a twelve year old girl ran though the pathway, eager and tiny. Kazinra reached the guard by the exit where a tall Linden tree gave shade to the typical, sleeping guard. And as usual, a Rolls Royce Phantom Limo pulled up (And mind you, it was the only existing one in France), not a minute too soon, with a tiny flag of France standing by the window, and the same old, blue eyed, bald, Bert wearing a navy hat. Kazinra quickly got in. "Bonjour!" They always made it a habit to greet each other at the same time when Kazinra was picked up. "Your Majesty..." Bert praised as the door banged shut and the limo flew off. "I'm so excited, Bert, my dream of having a puppy is about to finally come true!" Kazinra chirruped, while eating some Cookies and Cream Oreo ice cream from the mini fridge and turning on the TV for some Harry Potter. "Ha, I'm excited too, can't even believe Queen Willow allowed it, even with her allergies." His voice was just, Bert. It was the regular, carefree, raspy, silly voice that Kazinra always heard after being picked up from school, the one that made her laugh, and the one that her ears were now comfortable hearing of, because she finally stopped running away. The gargantuan iron, black, gold, and gray gate stood, with a limo right in front. Honk honk. Before the limo even got inside, Kazinra was already dashing towards that triangular door. Up the steps she went, to her bedroom, until she saw her dad, playing with an adorable chocolate brown ball of a German Shepherd. Though Queen Willow and her brother, Chowser weren't avid fans of animals, King Eric and Kazinra were mostly on the same page. "Bonjour mon princesse...Don't be too noisy, you might startle him, he's still kinda shy." Kazinra was speechless. A toothy grin formed on her face as she sat on the carpet with them. The tiny critter laid on her lap and then licked her fingers. King Eric said that as long as he was still a baby, he'd stay inside the castle first. They also agreed before they bought him, to name him Knoxx. He smells like fish sauce, Kazinra thought. Et je l'aime -- And I love him, she told herself.