Choosing Fate
I get into character, earning me even more excited giggles from my favorite princess.
Emmy smiles at me and pulls the door open, showcasing Yaya in her beautiful ombre, chiffon dress, with oranges and browns. I see a bit of pink fabric peeking out from behind her.
Yaya looks around the hallway and is showing an exaggerated expression of confusion.
“That is so weird. I could have sworn Princess Ruby was right here,” she gasps. One hand on her chest, the other messing her wild, curly hair, that she has pinned up with a golden crown that looks like branches with thorns.
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