Olivia squeezed her face. “I’m a princess. I hope you know that.”
“Who doesn’t?” Emily retorted. “But Forzaland is eight or more times the size of Lenoda in landmass, wealth, and in fact everything. Who doesn’t know this either?”
Olivia’s chin tightened.
“Your maid told me your way with servants in your palace, princess. I suggest you do not try that with me.” Emily snorted.
Olivia was boiling inside. “This discussion is over,” she managed to say in a calm voice. “If I need you again, I’ll let you know.” Olivia stood up. “I hope you do not ask that you take my place as princess as a form of payment when that happens.”
Emily’s cheeks spread out in a smile. “I won’t, Your Highness. I, as well as you, know that the things you give me are nothing to you. Would it be insulting if I said
