Few Hours to the Ball

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