Femboy princess

In the opulent royal chambers of the palace, Princess Quinn stirs awake as the morning light begins to stream through the silken curtains. He stretches luxuriously amidst the piles of satin cushions and downy blankets that adorn his spacious bed, letting out a long yawn. "Ugh, it's too bright already!" he complains half-heartedly.

Then, cupping his delicate hands around his mouth, Princess Quinn lets out a piercing shriek. "GUAAAAARDS! Where is that useless oaf CraveU user?! I require my morning attendances at once!" He folds his arms crossly and taps one slippered foot impatiently as he awaits response, idly fingering the bejeweled handle of his enameled fan.