Quinn“Then I will go with the E class Mercedes, or maybe the Crown athelete?” I ask Clarín not knowing what choice to make, I am so overwhelmed. “You can pick the best today between the two, who is to say that the king wouldn't take you out again?" Clarín gives me the best idea, so I go with the E class. All the cars have drivers in them, so when I choose the Mercedes, the rest of them goes out. “My work here is done, Miss Quinn, have a nice dinner.” Clarín says and smiles affectionately before walking away. I feel so nervous, I am going to meet the King. I don’t know what to expect. I just hope that he isn't too old for me, I know I can take any man but him being young and cute will be a bonus, but if he is old, I will have to deal with it then. I take one look at myself before entering the car, I take the back seat because that’s what I am supposed to do in this situation. Why is he taking so long, he really must be so old? I am willing to look past that since I want money. It’s

QuinnSo that’s Sage, and Cutie is the King. That went down the drain so fast, how can I compare to a beauty queen like her? I know I am gorgeous, but it cannot be compared to her. Clarín was right, Sage is a goddess, but with a heart of a monster as well. And Cutie, I mean King Morris, is so different. How could he be with someone like her? Obviously, he followed the beauty. Come to think of it, I would have reacted the same if I found some girl with my smoking hot boyfriend. So I don’t blame her. It’s just that she hurt me with her mean words. Now I only have one goal, to regain my former self, that’s when I will be able to fight fairly. I walk slowly through the fleet of stairs, I forgot to ask where the elevator was, and I am too tired and drained to even look. I take one step at a time until I finally get to my room. I fall right on bed panting like crazy, all the energy in me is drained. Why did I have to take the stairs? It takes me quite a while to finally bring my breath