Baobhan's face twisted with disgust on her blushing face as she held the item between her fingers. If her will she would not have touched such disgusting things at all. «Ugh! What in the name of Mother is this?! You incompetent servant! This princess clearly asked for the latest fashion magazine, not... not this... this trash!»

Baobhan looked at the servant, who sat on his heels on the carpet in front of her with his hands raised up and looked at her like a guilty puppy. Her eye twitched with irritation, this guy... "idiot!" Baobhan poked the magazine into his nose. "how this! thing can be similar to a fashion magazine?!" She poked magazine into his nose that cover depicted a muscular, half-naked man in a rather frank pose.

The princess couldn't help but snort when she slapped his head with a magazine, not too hard, but not too weakly for him to remember this simple difference. With that, she threw the magazine aside where it slapped on the edge of the sofa and fell to the floor. "Now try to make up for your guilt... and if you don't... I swear to mother... IF YOU DON'T—!!" With that, Baobhan sat on the couch and threw one foot on the other. "I will use you as a throne all week!"

(She was going to strangle him. And then maybe kiss him. Not in that order.)