Preparing For the Ball

"Wake up you spoiled brat!" The Queen chided, emptying a bucket of water on me.

"What the fuck!" I shrieked jumping off the bed, my eyes widened in horror.

"Why are you still be in bed by this time?" The Queen glared down at me. If looks could kill I'll obviously be dead by now.

"Why the hell couldn't I have a peaceful morning without having to deal with the Queen?"

"Language miss!" She scolded frowning. I guess I said that aloud.

"Yeah, whatever," I rolled my eyes pissed. For some annoying reasons, she looked too shiny in that dress of hers. She had a different hairdo which looked newly made and as much as I hated to admit it, it looked nice on her. Her fairytale gown was different as well. I hated the fact that it was red and color blinding but if I was being honest, the embroidery on the dress was quite a piece.

"Today is the day of the ball and we have to ensure that you're all set for the ball," she pulled the curtains apart allowing the reflection of the sun find it's way in.

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