Diary of a Princess

HELLO,HANSYUA!! I WILL BE MAKING A TRANSLATED OF DIARI SEORANG PUTERI AND NOW ITS TRANSLATED BY "DIARY OF A PRINCESS". ENJOY THE TRANSLATED DIARY OF A PRINCESS!!

*WARNING!! THIS IS TRANSLATED BY AI*

One day, in the city of Norevia...

“Ugh, there’s so much work to do! There’s no way I’ll have time to finish all of this! And my boss—seriously, why give me so much work when they already know I’m slow at getting things done?! Ugh!” complained a 23-year-old woman named Syazwina.

Syazwina threw herself onto her bed and slowly closed her eyes, hoping to ease the stress weighing on her mind.

The next morning, she slowly opened her eyes. To her shock, her room looked completely different. She rubbed her eyes over and over again. This wasn’t a dream or an illusion—it was real.

“U-Um... W-Where am I...? Where are all the files that were piled up on my work desk...?”

Syazwina began to panic and tried to leave the room. Before she could even get up, a sharp pain shot through her waist and back.

What had happened to her?

“Ahh!!! What’s wrong with my body?! Help!!!” she screamed for help before five maids rushed over to her. She frowned as she stared at them.

Am I dreaming right now? Why are there so many maids in my room?

“Princess Anastasia, please wake up. It’s almost ten in the morning,” one of them said while holding a tray filled with breakfast.

Syazwina frowned once again. ‘Princess Anastasia’? Wasn’t she the princess from a legendary fairy tale dating back ten thousand years ago? Why was this maid calling her Princess Anastasia? Don’t tell me she...?!

“WHAT?!” she shouted in shock after hearing that her name had somehow become ‘Anastasia’. Since when did my name change?!

“Y-You... Who are you people...??? A-And who’s Princess Anastasia?”

“Oh dear... Have you already forgotten?” one of the maids asked with a soft laugh.

Watching the maid’s reaction only made Syazwina more irritated.

As if I’d lie about something like this! Ugh, these old ladies...

“Forgotten what? Tell me, quickly!” Syazwina urged.

Her heart nearly dropped when all five maids chuckled at her. Did I ask something that funny?

“You are Princess Anastasia,” another maid replied. “And we are the maids who serve in this royal palace.”

“ME?!” she shouted again, pointing at herself.

Me? I’m the princess from a legendary fairy tale that existed ten thousand years ago?! How could this happen? How is this even possible? Wasn’t it supposed to be nothing more than a legend? How could it still exist after ten thousand years?!

“I-I don’t have an appetite for breakfast...” she said, rubbing her throbbing temples. No wonder she had such a terrible headache—who wouldn’t after going through something like this?!

“Please don’t be like this, Your Highness... Her Majesty will surely be angry with us if you don’t eat your breakfast. Besides, Her Majesty prepared this meal herself,” one of the maids said apologetically. Throwing it away would only be a waste.

Now known as ‘Anastasia,’ she shot the maids a glare.

“I said, no means no! I don’t have an appetite, so don’t force me, or I’ll report this to the King!” she threatened. “I don’t care whether it was made by the Queen herself or the greatest chef in the world. I said I’m not eating. End of discussion!”

The five maids immediately left the room after being threatened by Anastasia.

“Ugh... This has to be the worst nightmare I’ve ever had. I might as well go back to sleep. Maybe when I wake up, all of this will be over...” she murmured as she walked toward the bed, which was three times larger than the one she had back in the real world. She lay down, closed her eyes, and slowly drifted back to sleep...

CONTINUE...