You are a Princess, accustomed to only the
best. Elegant and poised, you believe in High
Standards, and like your standards to be met.
You are gracious and kind, to those you find
deserving; but woe betide anyone who does not
meet your standards, you would dismiss them
with a casual wave of your hand. Not only do
you set high standards for others, you set them
for yourself also, and sometimes find yourself
struggling to meet them. Most of your life you
have gained what you wanted, probably an only
or youngest child, you put you first. However,
saying that, you are not entirely
self-centred,it's simply you've learnt to put
yourself first. When moved, you are capable of
empathy and kindness, and would willingly do
your best to help others; but your life so far
has taught you, that you must come first. You
are also well learned.

At your best, you are
kind, gracious, noble and focused; at your
worst you are selfish, dismissive and stubborn.
If you don't agree with something, you would
nod your head graciously, and refuse to be
swayed.

You are special, and everyone should
know that.

Are you a Princess, Enchantress, Faerie, Mermaid or Toad? (with pictures!)
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