Many things come to mind at the mention of a princess in a faraway kingdom, riches beyond one’s imagination, high towers to sit and watch over the kingdom, and handmaidens to cater to every whim. Princess Rosalinda knows of none of these. She is the sole heir to the throne of Axington, the poorest kingdom in all the land. The highest tower is a mere two stories tall, and her handmaiden acts as chef, stable girl, and herald leaving little time to tend to the princess.
What Princess Rosalinda has that the other kingdoms does not is stunning good looks, long, flowing auburn hair, the color of the setting sun, milky white skin, and a bosom the size of two newborn babies’ heads, which is the envy of every princess within a thousand miles. She also has every prince from the neighboring five kingdoms sniffing around as a mangy mutt sniffs the refuse bins.