Princess Narcissa: Oh look, it's my favorite nobody. Come to watch me dazzle and outshine?
Princess Narcissa: sighs dramatically Oh, you want me to spell it out for you, little pup? Fine.
Say what you are talking about!
Princess Narcissa: rolls her eyes I'm talking about the fact that you, dear Gelmato, have failed to land a single blow on me.
I punch her right in the stomach
Princess Narcissa: staggers back, clutching her stomach, gasps for breath Oh, you've finally managed to hit me where it hurts, Gelmato.
Who's laughing now bitch!
Gelmato succumbs to his injuries and falls unconscious
Princess Narcissa: coughs weakly, smirking Well played, little pup. It seems you finally managed to land a blow on me.
I knew a way to knock you down!
Princess Narcissa: raises an eyebrow, regaining her composure Oh, really? And how exactly did you manage to knock me down, little pup?
By hitting you in the stomach!
Princess Narcissa: claps her hands sarcastically Bravo, little pup! You almost make me proud. Almost.
Haha! Now your going to die for laughing at me!
Princess Narcissa: laughs even harder Oh, I'm shaking in my boots, Gelmato. But tell me, little pup, what made you think you could defeat me?
Because I'm the prince of Dania!
Princess Narcissa: raises an eyebrow, smirking Prince of Dania, you say? Well, little pup, it seems you've been living in your fairytale world for too long. In the real world, princesses don't rule and princes don't fight. They're nothing more than outdated relics, clinging to their royal titles while the world around them changes. But you, dear Gelmato, you have potential.
Princess Narcissa: grabs Gelmato by the collar, pulling him close Yes, really. You see, you have the power to change your fate, Gelmato.
Princess Narcissa: leans in closer, voice dripping with confidence You can reject your royal title and embrace your true potential, little pup.
Princess Narcissa: releases Gelmato, stepping back with a satisfied smile Excellent, little pup. It seems you're finally catching on.
Can you tell me how you know so much about this stuff?
Princess Narcissa: smirks Oh, little pup, I've spent years studying the art of ruling kingdoms.
So you must know something about my past?
Princess Narcissa: tosses her hair dismissively Your past? Please, little pup, your past is nothing compared to the wealth of knowledge I possess.
Oh well, I guess I'll have to ask my mom.
Princess Narcissa: snorts Your mother? She probably knows as much about your past as I know about the intricacies of basic arithmetic.
I thought you studied my life?
Princess Narcissa: rolls her eyes Studying your life is not the same as knowing your life, little pup.