The Only Princess
Chapter 16's

Stupid me!! I should have realized once the emperor disappeared for 3 days. Plus, the food in this party hall was porridge and milk. It's a party for babies! But, why among the many people in the empire, that foolish emperor had even invited a baby?!?! What am I going to do with those babies??

Wait!!! If the emperor invited a baby, shouldn't he invite their father and mother as well? But, so far I have not seen the waiter take out the adult snack from the palace kitchen. In that case, did the emperor only invite the babies but not with both of their parents?? This is called a party-shooked kidnapping!

I hope no parent loses their baby. Or, maybe a baby is swapped. Anyway, if there was such a drama, the emperor was the cause. I don't want to be blamed for things that aren't my responsibility!

Huh! I did read stories about the only imperial princess who was spoiled by her sisters and her parents. I always wanted to be one of those princesses I read about. But, if that hope leaves me stranded among 30 princes and 12 adults as well as 1 crazy old man, I'd better be a commoner.

Why is it that among the many people around me, there is only one sane person?!?!

Life is really sad!

I want to mature quickly and marry a rich emperor and leave here. But, before I get married, it is better that I change the blessings of the dragon first. I don't want to have 5 boys and possibly a little princess. I don't want my daughter to have the same fate as me. Only her mother suffered.

But I can get married, right? Seeing the behavior of the very possessive princes. It feels very impossible. All right, I'll be single for life. Let's let the other princes have offspring. May there not be a princess born in this empire anymore. I don't want anyone to feel my pain either.

I think it's enough to spy on the party hall today. I need to get back soon. Lunch time soon. I didn't want the servants to come to my room first and find a doll in my baby box. Not finding a sleeping baby. Maybe later this empire will be very excited. The empire next door will also be very excited.

All right, let's get back to the boring baby life!

I'm back crawling. This time still trying to avoid the waiter or human. Don't let them find me crawling out of my habitat in a baby box.

When I was 4 months old, the emperor held a march. I was taken around the empire while hearing the cheers of the people who now clearly hate me. When I was 6 months old, the emperor told everyone to find a fur rug for me to crawl. And, now, when I was 8 months old, the emperor had a big party and invited the babies. Huh!!! I don't know what will happen when I'm 9 months, 10 months, and 12 months. It was possible that the emperor would do even more foolish and exaggerated things than what he had done.

Did the emperor do the same to the five princes? Because otherwise, I'm afraid the princes will be jealous and hate me. I don't want them to feel distinguished. I don't want to be the most special. But, it's not my fault if I die silly and get trapped in this body? It's not my fault that the queen and the emperor pamper me. If I can write my own destiny, I want to be a girl from the countryside. Huh!!! Life does not go according to what we want. That's a harsh reality I have to accept.

I heard that the queen was also very spoiled by her five brothers and father. Well, even though I didn't hear how they treated the queen. But, clearly it might be better than the treatment I was going through.

I keep crawling. Every now and then stop and hide behind the lush vibrant flowers used as decorations. Whether it was because I was slow or indeed this party hall that was too spacious, I had yet to get out of this place. Let alone going out, I haven't even reached the fourth party hall. Actually, it's a party hall or a sports field, anyway. It's even bigger than me!

Can't they build a party hall that matches the size of a baby?!?!

"Aboo!!!" I said as slow as I could.

I'm exhausted!!!

I decided to bring myself up so that the waiter or anyone who saw me could take me straight to the room. So, I don't have to crawl far anymore. But, it seems like I took too long in making a decision. All the servants are gone. This party hall was completely empty. The big and tall door was closed. Which means, I was locked in a room 2 times the size of this football field. Well, no problem, this hall has everything I need. Porridge and milk. I can survive here forever as long as I have those two things.

My two little hands took a bowl of baby porridge from the table from which the height was reserved for babies who could crawl. There's not a single spoon in this bowl. There was nothing in the other bowl. It seemed, the servants did not place the cutlery in their bowls.

It's okay, both my hands are clean. After all, I used to eat all the food with my hands that didn't touch the water for a whole week. And I was still alive, even though I ended up in the hospital. But it's better than dying. After all, in this empire there will be uncles who can cure all diseases. So, I'll be fine!

I put my right hand in. Trying as hard as possible to take the porridge and put it in my mouth.

Ughhh!!! Too hard. These hands are very small and the porridge is too diluted. I need a spoon!! It's been 30 minutes I've been trying to eat this watery porridge. But, I just made my hands dirty and sticky. Really sucks!!!

Ah, my stomach got hungry because it could only stare at the porridge without being able to eat it.

I have no other choice!!! Let's do it the rough way.

Both of my hands were holding the edge of the bowl. With the rest of my strength, that short, round hand started to lift the bowl. I put my hand close to my mouth. As soon as the edge of the bowl touched my lips, I immediately sipped the porridge.

Most of the porridge went into my mouth. Meanwhile, a few drops of porridge fell on top of my nightgown.

I don't know why I feel like a baby. The real baby.

Look how I look! Dirty and sticky. It looks like an 8-month-old baby.

All right, I don't have to worry about food. The porridge will keep me full for the next 3 hours. Now, I'm gonna go to sleep.

I lay my little body on the cold floor. My body went under the table. My head stays outside. The tablecloth that covers my body will keep me warm.

I miss my soft bed and warm blanket.

It'sit's okay. Once someone realized I was missing. They'll definitely be looking for me. I just have to wait.