Jasmine's POV
I was trying to enjoy a quiet moment in the palace library when Hurricane Jessy blew in. My step-sister flopped dramatically onto the couch opposite me, sighing loudly.
"Jasmine, darling, I'm bored," she whined, examining her perfectly manicured nails.
I took a deep breath, reminding myself to stay calm. "There's plenty to do here, Jessy. Why don't you explore the gardens?"
She wrinkled her nose. "Ugh, no. Too much sun. It'll ruin my complexion." Her eyes lit up suddenly. "I know! Let's go shopping!"
"I can't," I said, gesturing to the stack of books beside me. "I have duties to attend to."
Jessy rolled her eyes. "Come on, you're a princess now. Can't you just, like, order someone else to do it?"
I bit back a retort. "It doesn't work that way, Jessy."
"Fine," she huff
