The Prince's Lost Princess — The Squeezed Sour Oranges

This is the royal little princess You were talking about are you messing with me over thin air? Well, that's odd. She was literally right here a second ago Order the Knights to seal off all exits and side doors of the clinic and make sure you find that mother and daughter Yes, your highness

Bunch of useless idiots, they couldn't even keep an eye on someone and let them slip away Fine. I'll go find my precious little darling myself. Are you two done picking or what? I'm barely making a living selling these sour oranges for one cocker a pound.

If you keep squeezing them all, can you afford to pay for the bruised ones? Almost done. Almost done. Mister, we're buying so much. Can you give me one for free? Are you blind? Can't you watch where you're walking?

If you scratched the custom gold plating on my carriage imported from France, selling your entire family into slavery wouldn't cover it.