As a child, she'd loved being a princess. She'd been loved, indulged, adored. Only as she got older did she begin to see the darkness all around her and realize that she couldn't stay as she was; isolated in the castle worrying more about her hair than about the state of the Galaxy

 

White cat cinnamon bun hair anthro art portrait photograph

The Only Hope of the Princess and the Rebels

$20.00Price