Her Darkness, His Light
Unfortunately, I underestimated their length and force so as they stretched out my right wing knocked down the small table beside my bed, shattering the beautiful glass vase that was on it.
"Sorry." I flinched.
"Just....rest. no more experiments for today," my father sighed. Alex snorted. "As if she's gonna listen."
"Wait! How do you fold your wings mama? When you wear your dress, it's like you don't have wings at all. How is that?" I suddenly remembered.
Moreover, did Queen Charlotte also have wings? If she did, how does she hide them?
I don't want to wear dresses or blouses that only come with a halter neckline.