"You’re not Mia Thermopolis any more, honey", Dad said. I raised my head. "I’m not?" I said, blinking. "Then who am I?" He went, kind of sadly, "You’re Amelia Mignonette Grimaldi Thermopolis Renaldo, Princess of Genovia".

          One minute Mia’s totally normal. Next minute she’s heir to the throne of Genovia.

          Well, her dad can lecture her until he’s royal-blue in the face, but no way is Mia going to behave like some posh princess. And they think she’s moving to Genovia? Er, hello?