The King was glad his daughter seemed taken to a man and the princess felt quite convinced she was in love with him- The Ice Queen.
"So how did your day go?" Jodha asked me.
Both of us were feeling extremely lazy so we decided to hit the diner down the street to have dinner. Because of who I was, I had to wear a white wig and some shades.
God, I missed my privacy.
"I met Dillon Saunders" I wiggled gushed excitedly.
Jodha's eyes widened to saucers and she put a hand over her heart, mouth wide as well.
"You'll catch flies b***h" I giggled.
"s**t, I mean holy f**k! Did you get an autograph?" She said, stuffing her mouth with chicken.
"No need" I flipped my hair.
"You b***h" she snarled.
"If you won't do it for yourself do it for me" she reached towards me and swatted my arm.
"Hey"
