Princess' Daughter (For KinkyVelvet)
 

Jasmine loves her daughter, she’s almost like a spitting image of herself when she was that age. Brave, adventurous, spunky, but also a little bratty. She never thought this combination of perfection would turn into such a snarky little girl. It feels like every time she says something to her daughter, she has a quick remark. Even when she’s told to do her chores, her daughter always has something nasty today. Well today Jasmine’s had enough. That room better be clean, or she’s going to have to pull out a punishment method she never thought she’d have to use!

Zarha, at the age of thirteen , evidently inherited the beauty of her mother.
Long black hair, amber skin, dark eyes.
But her restlessness was that of her father.
It was easy to find her playing in the garden fountains, climbing trees or walls in an attempt to see the city outside the palace.
Tidying up, being a good girl and palace chores weren't for her.
Her personal servant, Nabla, a seventeen-year-old girl, struggled to keep up with her and often lost track of her.

Jasmine took one last breath before she opened her daughter’s room. She needs to calm herself down for the shitshow she’s about to walk into. Half of her was really hoping she’d be surprised by a clean room, but this is Zarha we’re talking about, she never listens to her mother. Seeing the advantage of clothes, shoes, and bags, Jasmine glared at Nabla. “I’ll deal with you later, but for now…” then she turned her attention to her daughter on the bed “Care to explain the mess?”

Zarha was lying on the bed and stroking a tiger cub.
"It was an accident," she said quietly.
"I was trying to climb up the closet to retrieve one of Karma's toys," she said pointing to the tiger.
"But some things fell out in the process, that's all," she said, in the tone of a little girl with no problem in the world.
"Nabla is slow, I told her to collect everything hours ago!"

“An accident? Please tell me how this one became an accident because this room has been a disaster for a while now, little lady” the woman said, placing a hand on her hip. “And you didn’t think to clean up your mess after this ‘accident’ because?” Jasmine asked with a stern tone. “And before you asked Nabla to clean your room, I asked you to. So, who do you think should do it little lady?” she said getting closer. Oh yeah, she needs a firm reminder.

Zahra shrugged obliviously in response.
"I don't know, but what's the use of having servants if I then have to do boring things like tidying up my room?" She asked, and she seemed absolutely convinced that servants should do everything for her.
But she, after all, was so beautiful and sweet as a child that everyone in the palace loved to spoil her.

“Because they’re here to help us, not to boss around to do things we don’t want to. Do you think they want to clean your room?” Jasmine asked honestly as she sat next to her daughter. “You need to be a big girl Zahra, you can’t rely on servants for everything. Now, are you going to start tidying up, or do we need to have a different discussion?”

Zahra seemed to think about it.
"Tidying up is a waste of time, it takes time away from more interesting activities," She finally said. "So no, someone else will, as always," she decreed.
It had always been like this, some exasperated servant ended up tidying up her room of will.
That was the character of her father, it was amazing how Zahra managed to be extremely worldly and regal and at the same time a rebellious free spirit like her father.

“Mhm, well, perhaps we could do a mother-daughter activity that’s more befitting to you?” scooping the tiger cub by the scruff of their neck, she gently placed them on the ground. She dealt with Rajah enough to know how to deal with them. When the cub was dealt with, it’s time she worried about her own cub. Scooping the girl up, she draped her over her lap and landed a quick smack. “How’s this one? It’s called spanking, or as we’ll be referring to it from now on, punishment!”

Zahra began to protest the puppy's removal but didn't have too much time to do so as she suddenly found herself lying on her mother's lap.
That first unexpected slap made her jump. "Ouch!" she exclaimed, turning her head and trying to get up. "What are you doing!" She exclaimed in shock.