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"Yes, of course you are, my dear," said her father with relief. He had
been bracing himself for a storm of tears, which was the way his other
daughters reacted to reprimands.

"Well, I fence," Cimorene said with the air of one delivering an
unshakable argument. "So it is too done by a princess."

"That doesn't make it proper, dear," put in her mother gently.

"why not?"

"It simply doesn't," the Queen said firmly, and that was the end of
Cimorene's fencing lessons.

When she was fourteen, her father discovered that she was making the
court magician teach her magic.

"How long has this been going on?" he asked wearily when she arrived
in response to his summons.

"Since you stopped my fencing lessons," Cimorene said. "I suppose
you're going to tell me it isn't proper behavior for a princess."

"Well, yes. I mean, it isn't proper."

"Nothing interesting seems to be proper," Cimorene said.

"You might find things more interesting if you applied yourself a
little more, dear," Cimorene's mother said.

"I doubt it," Cimorene muttered, but she knew better than to argue when
her mother used that tone of voice. And that was the end of the magic
lessons.

The same thing happened over the Latin lessons from the court
philosopher, the cooking lessons from the castle chef, the economics
lessons from

the court treasurer, and the juggling lessons from the court
minstrel.

Cimorene began to grow rather tired of the whole business.

When she was sixteen, Cimorene summoned her fairy godmother.

"Cimorene, my dear, this sort of thing really isn't done," the fairy
said, fanning away the scented blue smoke that had accompanied her
appearance.