Play The Game

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Shame them for doubting me and trying to deny me of my sleep.

As soon as I saw the stack of mattresses, I knew. ‘Twas not the first I’d heard of this nonsense.

You see, my dear Prince, I am but a humble slave, soon to be your wife.

11 thoughts on “Play The Game”

February 7, 2018 at 16:11 thelonelyauthorblog says:

Good one.

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- February 7, 2018 at 16:11 Polysyllabic Profundities says:
  
  Thank you.
  
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February 7, 2018 at 17:38 misstinypurple says:

You gotta play the game to survive. Nice!

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- February 7, 2018 at 17:41 Polysyllabic Profundities says:
  
  Thanks!
  
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February 7, 2018 at 21:49 unfoldingfromthefog says:

I always suspected she was in on the joke!

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- February 7, 2018 at 21:49 Polysyllabic Profundities says:
  
  Me too! 🙂
  
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February 8, 2018 at 00:39 Christine says:

Very sly of her! I like the way you shifted the identity of the protagonist – it gives the protagonist an agency she lacks (IMO) in the original story.

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- February 8, 2018 at 01:37 Polysyllabic Profundities says:
  
  Thank you!
  
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February 8, 2018 at 07:10 morristownmemos by Ronnie Hammer says:

What a nice switch and surprise!

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- February 8, 2018 at 07:38 Polysyllabic Profundities says:
  
  Thank you.
  
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February 9, 2018 at 00:20 Asha Rajan says:

I love her take-charge attitude. Also, high five on the Princess and the Pea theme!

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