-Anastasia-
“I feel silly,” I admitted as I stood in front of the princess, who was showing me how to conduct myself in a formal setting. We were practicing for a ball Lukas wanted to throw to show me off to the others. I had been working hard on both trying to be the princess I now was and on wearing Lukas down to make him more accepting of my other mates.
“You’re just not used to this,” she chuckled.
“Obviously.”
“But you look great. Just don’t be so stiff,” she told me.
“But am I not meant to be?” I asked, holding my chin high and keeping my back rigid.
“Not that stiff,” she chuckled. “It looks like you’ve got a stick up your ass.”
I chuckled, and so did she.
“Don’t people here usually have one?”
We continued to laugh before I tried to relax some more.
“Don’t slump down!”
“Bu
