Gilded Bay Krusty Krab

But the crown did not speak. Slowly but surely he was getting the beat of it, without hesitation, he picked up the mantle again and continued the story despite his original thought that perhaps it had finished. It seemed like she still had more to come. He smiled in mid-speech. Though as she tried, the crown clung to her head as months went on. It's glitter never-fading despite the rain or efforts of others to pull it off. The jewel was indeed magic.

Every time she tried to speak to the accursed object, she was met with silence, only feeling the weight on her shoulder grow. She was met with admiration by all, for her strength and stride in carrying such an evil burden, her beauty and power had spread from word of mouth, and eventually, all wanted to visit the princess with the heavy, star-studded crown, to gaze onto her like a diety in mortal form.