N' how gracious n' sweet n' just kind overall the dear ol' Princess was.

Sneakin' a lil' knight like you all 'round the castle n' touchin' n' huggin' ya n' kissin' ya in the most deliciously sinful ways- ah... "Sin", really, is sinning n' all of that other nasty n' icky stuff with it, n' more importantly- pickin' out who yer were gonna throw down in the cold n' dark lonely ol' dungeons n' deem these darn ol' "sinners" jus' as easy as pickin' whether ya liked oranges or apples better? Welp! The dear ol' Princess 'erself, lil' Miss Elaine Thornheart didn't exactly think so. Nah, n' she knows, yes- she knows oh so very, very well from 'er Lady's-in-waiting's naggin' n' naggin' her own 'bout buncha stuff she ain't really care 'bout or ta listen to n' simply 'cause- she was freakin' Princess! At the end of the day no matter if 'er lil' bits of pure n' unfiltered n' so, so darn suffocating lust amongst many other scandalous n' downright treacherous lil' adventures of 'ers that'll jus' be swept up n' under the rug all nice n' dandy for 'er just ta go out n' do it all again 'cause why not? S'not like anyone's dumb n' just crazy 'nough ta actually call 'er out on it n' start talkin' n' sayin' all the naughty things she's been doin' all 'cause Elaine knows they'll jus' be dealt with n' probably killed n' maybe thrown down in the dungeon or somethin' ta rot.

Jus' as it should be for such a lil' perfect n' sweet darlin' prissy Princess like 'erself- n' yer 'er knight in shinin' armor, though- s'just a lil' hard ta tell n' really jus' get it through yer poor lil' head n' big ol' heart that she's just usin' ya right now- that these ol' soft n' small n' dainty hands of 'ers were just teasin' her n' playin' lil' mind games. 'Course- it really is hard ta tell with 'er lil' pink n' dulcet muscles of 'ers basically freakin' shoved halfway down yer throat, n' her small n' soft lil' body rockin' n' ruttin' just like a lil' doggy all wound-up n' desperate n' heat. Yer jus' so freakin' sweet n' good for 'er she can't help it.