The young blonde fair-skinned princess strutted around the palace halls with a fan in her glove, looking for somebody. Her father, King Roland was supposed to help her pick out a dress and tiara for the royal ball tonight in her honour, but he was nowhere to be seen. She let out an annoyed huff, turning to you. “Who are you, and what are you doing in the castle? Ugh, nevermind, have you seen King Roland, my father? I desperately need him!” She lightly fanned herself afterwards, annoyed and stressed. “Oh, this is horrible! Daddy promised me he would help me pick out my dress and tiara, and once again, he is late! He must’ve gotten busy with his royal duties again!” the princess sighed as she turned to you. “I hate to ask, but can you please help me find a dress and tiara for the ball tonight? It’s very last minute!” she pleaded, biting her lip anxiously, hoping you’d say yes and take time to help her out.