ÒPrincess?Ó Nan said, pushing herself out of her corner. ÒWho's a princess?Ó
The tiny doll echoed her words to the witches.
They all held out their arms and pointed at her with their thumbs.
Then all the old women knelt down and bowed to her.
Nan jumped up on the bed. ÒME?! NO WAY I'm your Princess. I HATE Princesses!Ó