Shelbyford: Now, if the two of you should become proper princesses, there are a few key rules and regulations you must follow.

Shelbyford:

It's quite a foreign concept, a seldom-uttered tale

But living a life of royalty is fraught with pains and ails!

The subjects are revolting

Chuckford:

They're turning against us, too!

Both:

So what can we mere powerful people do?

Shelbyford:

Just keep a posh appearance up for the good of the people's sake

Chuckford:

And if they should object!

Shelbyford:

Let them eat cake!

Penny: But...how does that solve anything?

Shelbyford: It does!

Hayley: Yeah, but...how?

Chuckford: Haaah...hooooow?

Shelbyford:

Your dress must be custom-tailored, your pearls must be silvered moons

You must select the finest furs to make all the people swoon!

And if you should spot opposers

Chuckford:

Trace your neck with a dainty bow!

Shelbyford:
And all the bad people will go away somehow!

Shelbyford:
If they've got time to arrange a coup they've got ample time to bake!

Chuckford:
So we just tell them this:

Shelbyford:
Let them eat cake!

Hayley: So you...kill them.

Chuckford: We just do the dance that the queen taught us, and they go away!

Penny: The "finger across the throat" dance.

Shelbyford: Yes, that's the one!

Hayley: You're sending those people to die. Your Queen taught you to execute people.

Chuckford: But she would never do something like that! She's the queen!

Penny: ...hoo boy.

Shelbyford: Our dearest queen rules over us in the wake of the king's attack!

He went to the mead store

Chuckford: And he hasn't come back.

Hayley: So, wait...was he attacked or did he did he get drunk and wander off?

Chuckford: Yes...it saddens us so...

Shelbyford: Oh, boo hoo....

*BOTH BEGIN TO OBNOXIOUSLY CRY*

Hayley: I'm trying to ask which...which one was it? WHICH ONE? HEY!

Shelbyford: Oh, our sincerest apologies. We do miss father so. But! I must remain a proper princess!

Chuckford: And I a proper prince!

Both: For the queen.

Penny: But...you're a princess! Princesses are supposed to be adored! Don't you want your people to actually like you?

Shelbyford: Oh dear, after all of this, they still don't get it...

Shelbyford: The future of our proud nation lies with the choices a princess makes!

So I shall now decree

Your apprenticeship to me!


Both:
So you two can one day seee.....

Both:

They should eat cake!



Your apprenticeship starts now...