Princess ana
Even as a princess, I still struggled to contain my frustration as I closely observed the group of girls standing before me. Their timid demeanor only added to my annoyance–all ten of them from my pack, but none familiar enough to serve. None of them qualified.
Where was Daryl?
"What?" I snapped, my tone sharp with irritation. "He asked you to get me ready for what?"
The girls exchanged nervous glances, their hands trembling as they struggled to find the right words. Finally, one of them spoke up. I could barely hear her voice. "We were not told, princess, but there's a feast tonight."
Exasperation washed over me. "A feast? And he expects you lot to prepare me for it?"
They nodded vigorously, their eyes downcast as they awaited my response or rather demanded for my respo
