33| Lycan King. Again?

Orla's POV

As today is my sixteenth birthday, my father is throwing a birthday party, as he does every year. I am going to the party so that I can follow his plans, and I don't want to ruin things like the last time. I can't disappoint him anymore.

Without throwing a fit, I simply put on the Princess dress that my father and mother had chosen for me for my birthday before picking up the makeup brush.

"Hey, Princess, please let me assist you," Dacy said, as it is usually her responsibility to get me ready for special occasions. She is well-versed in all of these things. That's why my parents like her to stay around me all the time.

"Thank you, Dacy, but this time I want to get ready on my own," I stated.

"But," she tried to argue.

"Sh..." I stopped her in her tracks by showing her my palm.

Even though she is my friend, I am the princess, and she must obey me. If I said that I want to get ready on my own, then she should listen to it.

Taking the eyeshadow and brush I began applying