She came her often. She didn't know why, but she liked it here. Esti pranced around, not feeling like exerting the effort of running. That didn't mean her followers abandoned her, though. No, no, they probably wouldn't do that, Esti was too pretty. And dainty. Esti was a princess in their eyes- no she was an actual princess, and these were her loyal, royal servants. They bowed down at the ground where her paws kissed the dirt, their heads followed every tail swish, their hearts at her command. Her head held high, Esti hardly had to work for things like food or medicine. Her servants did that, she just ruled a kingdom, beloved by all. The willows bowed their branches in respect to the girl, while other trees dropped their leaves to pad her walkway, sacrificing themselves to keep her feet from touching the ground. Esti was the best princess, as long as she didn't have to do any work, she would be happy, and when the princess is happy, the kingdom is happy.
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