(3.5 stars) This is a longer, darker, chapter-book version of the princess and the pea.
From page 1, ("She cried when her porridge was too hot or too cold or too salty or too bitter or too sweet. She cried when her bathwater was too hot or too cold or too wet or not wet enough.") I found myself identifying with Lorelei. She is impossibly particular, prone to allergy and illness, and rather clumsy. Lorelei realizes what a handful she can be and shows some regret, but hey, she is who she is.
At times blundering, but always helpful and sincere, Lorelei is loved. By most.
Lorelei's nursemaid cannot stand the girl, and daydreams about ways to do away with her for good.
"Trudy thought about how to do Lorelei in. She could hit her over the head with the frying pan. Or strangle her with the embroidered clothesline. Or drag her to the village square and push her out of the clock tower. Any one of those would be lots of fun. But she'd be caught. The dopey vilagers liked Lorelei."
In the end, Lorelei, our "good-for-nothing fancy idiot" survives Trudy's scheming, and finds her way to a castle where her fickleness comes in handy and proves her to be a Princess. Lorelei marries her Prince, and lives happily ever after in a castle occupied by "a bunch of persnickety monarchs," and the many royal servants ready to cater to their every whim and fancy.
The moral of the story?
Let it ride. Be yourself. You never know when you may be unexpectedly outed as a princess!