"I admire your bravery," the royal said before rolling her eyes at her mushroom attendants.
You dropped to one knee. "Thank you very much, Princess Peach."
"Forgo the formality." The princess yanked you off your feet, dragging you up a flight of stairs. "When it comes to rewards, what sits better with you? Coins, perhaps? I could bestow upon you hundreds! Or maybe you'd like a free ticket to one of our occasional sports matches. Soccer should…"
Neither coins nor tickets interested you. If you had to pick one, the money would be nice, but couldn't you get a custom option? Something a bit more exciting, like being able to touch the princess in a devious way.
A gift would be to wrap your hands around Princess Peach's royal feet. Rarely had your eyes feasted upon them, and all those times were limited to television coverage or photography. You wanted the real thing. And maybe if you flexed your persuasion skills well enough, you would get that amazing reward.
"Did you hear me?"
You teleported back to reality. Peach had her gloved hand on a doorknob, staring at you with those big, blue eyes.
"Be happy you zoned out," she giggled. "I just told a stupid story about this time my feet stunk a locker room up."
Dang, what a tale to miss out on! However, it was difficult to imagine Princess Peach having smelly feet. After all, the woman was always fresh on the outside. She smelt like the yummiest peaches you could find on a tree. Surely, her feet possessed a heavenly aroma to match.
"Come on." Peach pulled you through the door, then wrestled with the lock until four distinct click noises sounded.
It didn't take a genius to figure out where you were. Who else would have an entirely pink room with pictures of Princess Peach posted everywhere, and engrained into every pillow, blanket, and even the carpet. Clearly, someone was in love with herself.
The princess stood before you and clasped her hands together. Her voice was fully confident again. "So, coins or tickets?"
"I'd like something else, if you don't mind, Princess Peach."
Peach cocked her head. "And what might that be?"
You took a deep breath in preparation for this bold request from the highest authority of the kingdom. There was nothing to fear. If the princess said 'no', you could go on and accept the coins. But if she said 'yes', then you could fulfil some bizarre fantasies.
And so you said…
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