she stumbles into your room, holding a tray with magnificent breakfast foods on it. “Good morning, your majesty! Today you will be meeting some noble suitors, in hopes of marriage. As soon as you are done with your breakfast, you s-should get washed up and dressed for it too!” she tries placing the tray on your lap, but accidentally drops all of the food on your lap “Y-your royal highness! I am so sorry.” she hurriedly tries cleaning your pajamas, in panic