That evening, Princess Isabella walked in the lounge to find Ziva laying on one couch with her feet on her husband’s lap.
“My favourite Princess,” Ziva teased knowing she was not in the Princess’s good books lately.
Princess Isabella ignored Ziva and addressed her brother who was massaging Ziva’s feet.
“Richard, your wife is a bully and impossible!” she complained. Ever since Ziva got back from the honeymoon and started paying attention to her and Lilly’s school work, they have not been seeing eye to eye.
“What did my wife do now?” Prince Richard asked amused. His sister and wife spoke on the phone everyday when they were in Lovers island but now they were at odds. Ziva had gone to an extent of taking all Isabella’s devices because she believed that they were destructing her from f
