“You must kiss me,” he said, “After all, that is what princesses do.” I looked around at all the grown-ups, who were smiling down at us, as if he was the cutest thing that had ever seen. I couldn’t take anymore. Before I knew it, I had picked up my hand, made in into a fist, and punched Reginald right in his nose and I said, “Because that is what princesses do.” Then I turned and ran to my room.

Why don’t you two go to play together?” my mother said, and she smiled at me. It was such a hopeful smile. And then she looked at the other queen, who looked back at her, and then they smiled at us, and I found the whole thing kind of creepy because I didn’t know why there was so much smiling going on.