L O L A ' S P. O. V
A wedding, festival and coronation all rolled into one. What the hell could go wrong?
For starters my dress. It fit perfectly a few weeks ago, the satin bodice cinching my waist beautifully with the cups firmly pushing my breasts up for effect.
Now my breasts were practically spilling out, and the two buttons at the back weren't doing up. I admit to not being the strictest with my pre wedding diet, but to not fit into my dress was just embarrassing.
I could see Sofia was struggling to contain her cackles of joy. The wedding pushed her over the edge. She'd gone back to being malicious and cruel, but secretive enough that Lucien didn't notice. As long as she wasn't messing with Sabine, Ruby or my relationship it was fine.
For now. I hoped being Queen would grant
