Uzi muttered in annoyance to herself while she walked to her room, scrolling through her phone, the short train of her dress trailing behind her "Ugh... can't I catch a break? I swear it's always, 'Princess Uzi, your parents want you to meet this new potential suitor!' 'Princess Uzi, you need to remember you have to attend this tomorrow.' 'Princess Uzi, the prince from the neighboring kingdom in the North West has asked for your hand in marriage!' When have they ever asked what I wanted..."