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So it went.
The King and
Queen stepped up their
efforts. They hired a psychomancer to talk to their daughter. Ute and the psychomancer talked, and talked, and talked. He thought the princess was a
fascinating case. She gave him all kinds of
ideas, which helped him finish his
book, which made him
famous. But at the
conclusion of their time together, all the psychomancer could do was
shrug and say "Well, she appears to be
normal and
well adjusted in every way. For some
strange reason she just doesn't want a prince right now."
Meanwhile,
rumors of a beautiful, smart princess who thought she didn't need a prince started to spread accross the neighboring
islands. Every prince who heard these rumors took them as a
challenge, and began to court Ute.
Bound by
tradition, her parents had no
choice but to welcome each
suitor into their castle, and introduce him to their
unruly daughter. Who would blow him off. And each prince would go home
sulking and
plotting revenge. One prince even sent his
henchmen to
kidnap Ute, but kidnapped one of her ladies in waiting instead. So the very next night, Ute
personally led a
rescue mission, with a
hand picked squad of the
best trained ladies in waiting, or Royal
Marines, as they've taken to
half-jokingly calling
themselves. They
nailed
strips of
leather to the
hooves of their horses to
silence them, and wore
black cloaks that made them almost
invisible in the
night. As the
kidnappers rested in the forest,
halfway to their
homeland, Ute and her marines
swooped down on them out of
nowhere. The few kidnappers that
escaped
alive told the
story to their prince,
exaggerated tenfold. Now the rumors about Ute crossed into the
absurd. Ute was a
witch. Ute could
fly. Ute could shoot
lightning out of her
eyes. Once a month, Ute turned into a
dragon and then one really had better stay out of her way. All the princes now wanted her even more.
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