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Chapter 14

Isla took a shaky breath as Greta pulled her into the hallway.

The silk skirt of her gown flowed around her legs and dragged slightly on the floor, which made her look as though she were floating. Her three guards were waiting to escort her and they smiled at her appearance in appreciation.

Greta had done a wonderful job making her look like a princess. Especially her hair. She had somehow tamed the unruly waves and coaxed them to flow around her in the most elegant of ways. The top layers of her hair were pinned back in a clip that matched both her gown and her necklace. Upon the piles of thick hair sat her tiara, silver and tantalizingly shiny.

"My lady," A guard said as he bowed low.

The other two guards followed his lead.

Isla curtsied and smiled as her parents approached them.

The queen adorned a deep purple gown with similar silver accents as Isla's.

Her auburn hair was braided and wrapped around her head, with a few stray tendrils tickling her cheeks.

The king wore his b
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