[Sigh: Never thought the Prince would be so upset...]
"Which eye of yours saw me upset?" The Prince said coldly, "I'm just pretending to be upset on purpose so as not to let my past self have its way. If I were happy and joyful here, wouldn't it prove my past self right? The past self wants to control me, but that's impossible!"
Alice 10086 raised her hand at this moment: "This is a major business opportunity: 'The Twenty Years the Prince Was Mind-Controlled'—"
"—I am a victim of mind control, and I am willing to take responsibility for all my statements."
"The person who mind-controls me is my past self..."
The Prince's anger was dissipated for a moment, his expression somewhat tired and helpless:
"Get out."
10086 immediately curled herself into a ball and began to roll around in circles within the space.
