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[color=pink][i]" You know, you don't have to call me milady or princess, at least not now. "[/i][/color] Margaret said, looking up at him from her spot on a fallen over tree stump. She had given up on keeping her dress clean. 
[color=pink][i]" We've known each other for so long, and it's not like there's any royalty. Really, you could call me Margaret or some form of nickname, I would gladly accept Maggie if you wanted. "[/i][/color] She smiled, trying to think of her Lord Protector calling her Maggie. But she didn't mind, it would be better to have at least someone call her Maggie rather than princess for once. 
She glanced around the forest, looking up at the quickly changing sky. There was a quiet hooting of an owl in the distance who was just waking up. 
[color=pink][i]" Oh and Oz, don't worry about me, we'll be fine, and I'm a very strong princess. "[/i][/color] She said, grinning as she looked back at him. 
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