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The Queen Mum fretted over many needless worries. Since the Princess nervously pulls up her nightgown from time to time and has never worn hose nor fancy attire nor pearls, the Queen Mum feared the worst. The Princess has not worn a dress in years, much less a formal dress with the potential for so many wardrobe malfunctions. Due to the Queen Mum's sudden, unexpected illness, the Princess, who tends to sit in all manner of unladylike postures, did not practice how to sit like a lady. The Queen Mum worried the Princess might tire of her duties as the Passer-Out-of-Programs and have to replace said Princess.
None of that happened. The Princess felt the power of the dress and acted the part with beauty and elegance. She required only one lesson of how to sit (keep your feet flat on the ground). During her half-hour reign, she did not stim nor make funny noises nor ask when she could sit nor leave a trail of pearls in her wake. Her hand went nowhere near her nose. She coolly handed a program to every party that wanted one (and a few that did not). She permitted herself to be hugged and kissed by her loving tias, cousins, and grandmama. In short, the Princess knew she was every inch a princess and did her duty like royalty ought to do.
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