Twice.
The idea alone was enough to rattle people.
For most of the Empire, even getting in once already felt like winning the lottery. Reaching the sample stall was a dream people barely dared to voice aloud.. And yet here they were, being told that some people could go in more than once.
Twice.
Star Net promptly lost its composure.
Speculation exploded. Plans were drafted. Entire hypothetical lives were lived in comment sections. If they had a second chance, would they go straight to the food? The greenhouse? The machines? Would they sprint? Would they cry? Or would they simply sit on the floor and absorb the moment until they were escorted out?
They had all sorts of scenarios for a moment they could only hope would come. But all the while, completely unaware of the chaos she had caused, the princess who could go in twice was quietly upset about something else entirely.
Why could she not see everyone every day?
