Third Princess Arelia’s maids were very hectic due to their mistress' sudden and impulsive decision to enroll in the magic school. They had to prepare for her birthday ball and the school's entrance at the same time. Yet, it was the princess's willfulness that made things the toughest for the maids.

"No! I’m going to wear it!"

The magic school had its own distinctive school uniforms, but Arelia being the princess, did not have to wear them. Nevertheless, she insisted on wearing it.

To her, the uniform felt like a novelty evoking a feeling of rebelliousness, even if a little, against the suffocating imperial family. The princess, who wished to feel a moment of freedom, couldn't give it up.

"Princess, I beg your pardon but do you need to interact with those lower than you? It’s still not too late to cancel your admission now—”

"I said I don’t want to!"

The maids were flustered at the sight of Arelia yelling on the bed with a tearful face. Even not too long ago, she was still calm and polite. But all of a sudden, she had become stubborn and acted like a spoiled child. Heretofore, they were worried that something seemed to be suppressing...