Moving on a few years (but still naive to prince-posing frogs) and the princess was allowed to sing sweetly along with a group of muso boys. The princess's singing abilities are not quite in the range of angels, and the muso boys went on to do their own (much cooler) thing. In times of holidays the leader muso would come guard the princess's castle and compose silly little songs on her piano.
And then one night (the princess now brave and wise enough to guard her own castle) sat alone with her dinner and her glass of (not expensive enough) wine and watched with amusement as the muso boys (the castle guarder and little-princess guarder and their friends) pleased the Idols' court with their catchy little tune.
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