Novel & Cerita Picture Perfect Royal Christmas

I muttered and check the content it reads "You Are Invited To The Process Of The King's Bride Selection At The Palace.This IV Will Be your Pass.You might not be able to enter the palace without it." I hissed,it doesn't have any use,but I put it back into the pouch and skipped home happily ,the job hunting has been postponed.

I learned to be thankful and quiet. That acceptance made me hate Christmas. Love songs made my skin crawl. The lights under our tree looked like glass eyes. The ribbons on the presents were traps. Every year, the house tuned itself to cheer and I pretended to enjoy it. The twenty-fifth became the night when a new kind of cold touched my bones. It was the day the truth had crawled out at me like an animal. It was the day I had learned how much of my life had been decided by other hands.