THE WET PRINCESS(1)

CHAPTER 1  “Uunnggghhhhh… Uhhhh…” The guttural grunting woke Princess Marianna May from her slumber.  She rubbed her eyes, l momentarily forgetting where she was. Then she looked around and remembered – this wasn’t her room at the palace.  She was at some obscure village inn, having run away from her tyrant father. She sprang from the covers of the comfortable bed in the rented attic room.  It was already dark outside and she was alone. A lone oil lamp flickered on a table at the far end of the room. Earlier, the princess had dispatched her faithful lady-in-waiting, Katie, to the local seamstress to source ordinary clothes for her and she hadn’t come back. Slowly, Marianna May crept towards the open window and peered fearfully through the old lace curtains. “Uunnggghhhhh… Uhhhh…” “Is someone hurt?” she thought as the intermittent groaning sound of a man’s voice wafted into her room. She looked down to the street. It was brightly lit with many people milling about. Sellers were hawking