I know Becca asked me to meet the Queen so I can complete whatever training I had left to perfect but right now, all I wanted to do was to avoid the Queen. Her presence spelt nothing but doom and and I most definitely wasn't looking forward to the impending torture awaiting me if I began my training with her.The best thing to do at the moment was to hide or better still run. I hurried off in the other direction, taking off my shoes so as not to make much of a sound. The maids who walked past me glanced at me curiously with eyes that simply said, "she's crazy.""Has anyone seen Imelda?" The Queen yelled, her voice reverberating around the entire royal house. "I swear if I get my hands on Imelda, I'll kill her," the Queen threatened, her voice sounding chilly and dangerous."There's no escaping her," Arla giggled as I ran for my dear life."Once she gets you, she will first of all amputate and get rid of both of your legs, then next she'd gurge both of your eyes out and feed them to

Ok, let's do a little flashback. Just as I had expected, I bumped into the Queen on my way to see the visitors and like Arla predicted, she nearly chopped off my ears and had them cooked for dinner.I'd be lucky if my ear remained the same after the way she dragged it, almost tearing it off.And then, there comes the prince charming I never knew I had, riding through the clouds coming to save me as I fell into his hands and got hypnotized by his blue eyes.My Prince charming turned out to be no one else but Derek, leaving me dazed. I thought he hated me and loved Mirabelle more?Well, I guess I'd find out later on. He swept me off my feet….."More like dragged you on your feet," Arla snorted, interrupting me and I rolled my eyes.Whatever, he swept me off my feet and took me to see the biggest surprise of my life. Running across the room towards me was no one else but……"Irina?" I grasped, as she jumped on me pushing me to the ground."What the hell, Irina," I growled."You were suppo

Sitting still as Becca applied my makeup, I couldn't help but frown at my reflection. I looked like a clown with the makeup she applied on my face and I wanted nothing more than to reach for the wipe not too far away from me and wipe everything off my face."If you keep frowning, the make-up won't be as nice as it ought to be," Becca complained, turning my face sideways as she tried to blend the powder and foundation on the right side of my cheeks."Well, at least, I'd get a reason with wipe off this hideous thing from my face," I spat in disgust and Becca frowned, not pleased."It hurts my feelings that you're calling my creative handwork hideous when I'm trying so hard to make you look like the beautiful damsel that you ought to look like today."I sighed, breathing out, exasperated. Now that she said it, my words seemed to have a whole different meaning. "Your creativity itself isn't bad but on my face it is. My face isn't one for a make over which is why your awesome creativity a

Turning away from the mirror, I looked out of the window and saw everywhere packed with people."It's just some ball, why is everywhere packed with this much people?" I frowned, not recognizing anyone. Their faces all looked foreign to me."Don't be stupid, the Prince is getting mated to either you or Mirabelle tonight, it is only right that they all avail themselves to pay rites to him," Arla explained and I scoffed."When are you going to let me out? I've been holed in here for days now and I need to stretch my legs or do you want me to die of paralysis?" Arla quirked, being sacarstic."If you die then I get to live a quiet life without your incessant nagging," I smirked, walking away from the window."You'd die of boredom without me. I'm literally the sauce that makes your life way more interesting than it is," she sassed and I scoffed."What's that?" I frowned, approaching the door. Beside the door laid a letter, lying on the floor. Someone must have slipped it in.I picked it up,

I pulled away from Derek, blushing shamelessly."Derek," the voice yelled again, getting closer. "I guess your presence is needed," I smiled shyly, pushing my hair to the back of my ear as I avoided his eyes. Right now I just felt like burying whoever it was that just interrupted us."There you are," the intruder said, joining us by the lake. Derek and I turned to see who it was and man I wasn't disappointed."Mirabelle," I frowned and she looked at me, finally noticing me."What are you doing here?" She frowned, eyeing me in contempt."The same thing you probably came to do, having a decent conversation with the Prince. Things might have gotten a bit more interesting if you hadn't chosen thid particular period to show up," I accused, smiling but my smile was so fake that even Derek could not help but smile in amusement."What are you talking about?" Her eyebrows creased into a deeper frown."I think you know," I shrugged nonchalantly, loving the way she was getting pissed by the sec