Chapter 23: The Amphitheater
Arianna Contos’ POV I was looking at the glass that was acting as a mirror right now. I was the familiar white tunic and the grand purple stola that said about my status that was related to the royal family. I sighed as I was looking at the wig that they put on my head. I think I might have a headache after this. “Can you please loose this up for me?” I asked as I was looking at the wig. The maids were laughing before they shook their heads. “No can do princess, we have to make sure that you look presentable today. It will be your ay for your debut as prince’s fiancée,” they said as I sighed. “Of course,” I mumbled before I was looking at the figure that was coming into the dressing room. Well, two figures. “Your highness,” the maids said as they bowed to him. I was fixing my hair be
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