Once upon a time, there was a little girl. She liked to play in her backyard on her swing set. She liked to swing on her swing. But one day she was sick. She didn't get to her swing set.
Her name was a beautiful name. It was Rosella. She was a princess. I don't know how she got so pretty a name and she didn't know how she got sick. She stayed in bed and her queen brought the royal chef.
The princess said, "Royal Chef, can you please get me some soup?" and he did.
The prince came. The royal trumpets blew a fanfare. "Doot doo doo doot."
The prince said, "Princess, are you better?"
She coughed a little.
The king said to the prince, "There's a royal meeting and it's special just for you."
The queen came in the room with the chef who had a cup of tea with honey and another chef had a bowl of chicken soup.
Then the princess got out of her bed.
The queen said, "What are you doing, Rosella?"
"I'm getting out of my bed. I need to go to the bathroom."
The queen said, "We can bring a kid's toilet in your bedroom."
"Oh, that would be kind of you," said the princess.
Then she got better and she got a beautiful dress.
The prince said, "There's a ball. Are you getting ready for it?"
"Yes," said the princess. "I am getting ready for the ball. I got an invitation. The carriage will pick me up. Then it will take me to the ball."
The prince said, "I'll meet you at the ball."
The horses were beautiful. They were covered in gold. The king loved the ball. It was in perfect condition. The prince and princess danced and danced.
Then the king said, "Stop dancing!"
The prince said, "Why?"
"I will tell you, my son" said the king. "It's for you. I meant to close the door and put beautiful flowers in the hall."
Then the prince and princess danced all night.
The princess got a little tired. While the prince was talking with someone, the princess walked up the stairs and went to bed.
The End
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