"Wrong hair, wrong eyes, wrong nose, freckles. And a distressing habit of running off to play in the woods instead staying in and fretting about my complexion whilst playing the harp. My royal parents thought they were never going to find a husband for me. None of it bad, none of even anything I dislike about myself, but not at all what was expected of a Princess of Phantasmorania."

And there were definitely times she was more than a little jealous of her six "perfect" sisters.

"Even now, almost no one here knows that when Perry met me I was working as a kitchen maid in the palace. Populaces can be dreadful snobs, you know.

"I'd run away from home, you see. I didn't want to get married. And definitely not to some silly prince who'd slain a hired dragon."