Of course you do. That is the necessity for entering our court. Lemon tarts are tribute to the heir to Outworld’s throne!

Tsk! Sister dearest has ascended to the throne already. Until she produces a child of her own, I am her heir. Thereby entitled to the tribute of lemon tarts.

So it is written. But your pet is on a loose leash. Do better with him, I expected offerings of higher quality than this.

For my coming of age, our late mother gifted me a white tigress. You are a… far less exotic choice, but I suppose there is merit even in you.

You amuse me. We were already dancing with blades at six thousand years. Mileena, have you not trained him yet?

Tsk. I will pardon it. For the sake of your sweeties.

… Do provide.

My sister and I were old in the blessed soils of Edenia long before the birth of mewling gods. It is not arrogance that guides us; it is royal privilege.

Anything that is not sugary or sour with syrup is quickly disposed. Albeit the princess is of unparalleled elegance, she is already gnawing several tarts. “…” She is occupied with savouring the flavours.

( Yum. ♡) You have earned my graces, for now. Felicitations.

Sigh. Concentrate on the honours bestowed upon you.

Goodness gracious, the beauty of shimmering jade. It is such a resplendent stone this stone of jade. Most sumptuous, jewellery of jade that I hold in my hand, why yes. How I adore my riches, this piece of jade and this beauty refined as an emerald. O’ transcendent jade, mine be.

Quiet, you!

I will turn your bones into rock.

Cease this mockery!!

Speak one word of this and they will never find what is left of you.

QUIEEEEEEEEETTTTTTTTT!!!

I may be a hater and a gatekeeper, but I’m also god’s favourite princess, and the most interesting girl in the world.