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A gentle voice, scared and asking for help, was calling for her. It was a small voice. Hollow. Empty. Like a little doll, perhaps. Kitty Peterson loved dolls. At first, she thought the voice was coming from the beautiful doll she held in her arms. But the voice insisted it was not. Find my body, she asked.

So while Kitty wandered her palace in search for answers as to where the ******** the decorating staff went wrong in this place, she kept a vigilant eye out for the voice's body.

That's when she found a boy. A boy in one of the big buildings she was patrolling. Perhaps he was a footman? Too young to be a butler.

"Um... scuse me?" Kitty asked shyly, timidly making her way toward him in her frilly nightgown, her ball jointed princess doll clutched in her arms. Long wavy brown hair was messily cascaded around her small frame, and large green eyes stared up at the young man.

"Are you a footman?"

Queer answer, all things considered. Was he or wasn't he? Honestly, the staffing in this castle was amateur. She smiled anyway, since this was miles better than living in a plain house in the middle of a dumpy city.

"Yes, good. I require assistance. You see, my accommodations are adequate, save for the fact it has not been equipped with a Playstation or even a Nintendo. Also, I would like food. Cake is preferred, but I will also accept savoury snacks in a pinch."

What a useless footman. Didn't even know gaming. Maybe this was a more primitive alternate universe than she'd thought. At least it wasn't medieval times.

"Huh? Me? I'm.." Her bravado began to dwindle, suddenly not certain of the conclusion she'd come to about this place. "I'm.. the Princess? Of this castle..?" She murmured, slowly hiding her face behind her doll. She'd been so sure she was given the life of a Princess. Her room alone proved that much. Maybe this boy was a commoner that had snuck in...

"I-I demand to see the King!"