But what's this? Not one, but three robot princesses were sitting side by side on the throne, holding each other's hands!
"How is this possible?" the robozoom wondered to himself. "And, oh my, why are these princesses so ugly?"
No doubt, the robot princess, or rather the princesses, had seen more better days. The once beautiful silver cover was now covered in rust stains, the paint had faded, and the once shining eyes stared empty into the world.
Of course, the yellow robozoom pretended as if he hadn't noticed anything.
"Stay charged for a long time, beautiful robot princess, and all of your copies!" he greeted. "I'm ready for the second test."
"Very well," replied the robowitch instead of the princesses, and clapped her hands together as ten little robot servants poured a heap of tiny letters into the centre of the throne room.
"Write the best storybook in the world from this pile of letters by dusk! But make it exciting with lots of adventure, heartwarming with plenty of love, and humorous with loads of witty dialogue! And most importantly, use every single letter in the pile, no more, no less".
With that, the robowitch and the robot princesses withdrew.