Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33209858-20161022223006/@comment-26890640-20161022231628

Sachel hoped she wasn't doing anything wrong. I mean... the bakery shop was very cute and sugary and she thought that was actually popular among royals? But then again, that 'evil' sweets witch was all about this stuff so maybe people disliked it?

Either way, Sachel had gotten restless over her self inflicted ban on cooking, and eventually the draw of the cute store had overcome her inhibitions.

She slunk in, slouching in a futile attempt to make herself less noticeable. Her gaze flitted from corner to corner as she scouted and memorised the area, a force of habit by now. Oh dear, the clerk was looking suspiciously at her. Look. Natural.

Sachel stiffly walked (well more like waddled) past the cashier's desk, timing his blinking, and ducking behind an aisle when the time was correct. Straightening, she looked in wonder at the colourful products decorating the shelves. She trailed through the store, stopping to stroke or look at whatever caught her eye. This took quite a while as most certainly everything did.

She turned into the next aisle, where a bright pink figure immediately stood out, a bright beacon, even in the colourful store.

Sachel stared, entranced. Princesses were really cute.