At The Garden...

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“Yes, my princess” Elizabeth curtsied. At first I thought she was not going to answer her. It seemed my sister in law liked me.

Princess Elsa walked to where we stood and said to me “learn how to talk, Rania. Don’t let them march on you like this”

I nodded. My brain was empty and my mouth lack words to say. I went back to my room. Princess Elizabeth wanted to slap me when my mistake was little. It seemed she had a personal issue with me. I wondered what I did to her?

After my birthday party, this was the first time we met in years.  Again, her reception was rude. She did not like me. But what was her reason?

The door opened and Alissa walked in to the room. She wore a blue dress with white stripes. Her hair was always tied in to a bun. She was always in the hurry. I learnt from one of the maids, that she was the head of the maids.

“Greetings my lady” She bowed. Her face maintained the fact th