Chapter 6

Doran hummed a little tune. She had an apron tied around her waist, a rag in one hand and a duster in the other. A precious princess who had never done a scrap of menial work in her life, humming as she kept house. The dwarves had taken turns trying to stop her, but the Princess’s stubbornness refused to yield. Now that she had left the castle, she was no longer a princess, or so she claimed. And since the dwarves had saved her life and even let her take their essence, it was only right that she do her share of the work.