Iris Point Of view
I was fed up now and I was trying to see a mild way which i'd let the busy-bodied Northern Queen know that I was no longer interested in her dressup game.
In the last three hours, all I had been doing was getting into beautiful dresses which had every single kind of precious gems on them and after struggling to fit into them, the pompous northern Queen would give me a head to toe stare and shake her head in disapproval.
I was sick and tired of hearing her voice yell, "Next dress!"
It appeared that things like this thrilled her and obviously she was the only one pleased by this as Zina, her handmaid was struggling to move around with dresses hung over her shoulders.
But Queen Natasha couldn't care less that she was overworking the aged Zina.
At last, she brought o
