Tanith Alde
Your Highness
Elizabeth was tired. Very tired. And sore, so very sore. She needed a massage, badly. Also shinies, one could never have enough shinies. Or Friends, friends were nice too but...OOH Shiny! Elizabeth nelt down to pick up an old glittering coin from the ground, which she promtly deposited in her pocket. She looked around the large plaza of Naboo and frowned. Perhaps if she held up a sign she would find someone to give her her massages....or she could go to a spa..but that would cost her many shinies. And she didn't want to part with her shinies. She couldn't steal a massage either...What was a poor girl like her to do?