The princess laughed, then sighed and moved the soap under the water to wash her legs. "Well... It's not that they were all bad." She ran them over in her head. "One or two didn't seem that bad, either. It was that... I wanted to choose who and when I'd marry. Was that so much to ask?" She sighed again. "I've never been good at doing what I was told or behaving, though. My father wanted me to be a nice, quiet, normal girl, but I always insisted on doing things the hard way." Her face looked so forlorn in that moment. "I hope I get to see him again so I can apologize and tell him I understand the outside world isn't as wonderful as I had always thought it would be." She choked up a bit again. "Well... That’s if he'll even look at me again after I've been repeatedly defiled and have given away my purity which was supposed to have been saved for no other than my future husband."