The castle was awash with excitement and a beehive of activity. Queen Annabeth was in the midst of it all as she directed servants like a general organising troops. Mangy werewolves darted to and fro at her bidding as they gathered all of the decorations and furniture she had ordered to the castle.
She sneered. Queen Annabeth was boasting to all and sundry that the Prince was marrying that b***h Amber this weekend, her eyes twinkling as she gushed endlessly about the wedding she had planned.
The girl clenched her fists, nails drawing blood as she watched everything happening, utter chaos surrounding her. Prince Liam was said to be overjoyed at finally marrying the girl of his dreams but she knew he was lying. She was the girl of his dreams and she would show everyone that. They would b
