hear ye, hear ye!
if any country is missing a member of their royal family they should come and check with me.
my inner voice, you see, keeps telling me that i'm royalty. and inner voices (at least mine) refuse to listen to logic or reason.
when i was little i used to beg my mother to admit that i was adopted. she never would. she insisted, in fact, that she both carried and bore me. however, she has been known to lie about things. so there's always the possibility that i was given to my "parents" by my real (and undoubtedly royal) family for some mysterious reason. perhaps to protect me from rabid revolutionaries or some such.
then there's always the possibility that mom isn't lying, but is honestly mistaken. after all, she was unconscious for the birthing process (ceasarean, another royal omen?) so i could have been switched without her being any the wiser.
at any rate, i feel quite ready now to assume my rightful title.
and pretty princess outfits.
and my pony.
and all the other royal trappings.
so if whoever's looking for me could go ahead and claim me, i would certainly appreciate it.
that is all. you may bow your way out now.