Zala followed Anne’s list and put on a performance for each one of them. As she walked down the hallway towards her next destination, she wasn’t sure how many guests she had put on a play for, but she was certain there was a lot. And although there were a handful of shameless and nasty guests. Some seemed to have no interest in hearing anything about the Princess. Zala knew herself and although she wasn’t trying to be a snobbish princess … how could there be someone who had no interest in her?!
It was unbelievable and unacceptable! Her pride was beyond wounded. Sure, she wasn‘t that active in her social life and was more of a stay-in kind of girl… but still… she was ZALA!
Her wounded pride aside, she was now certain more than ever, that she wasn’t someone who would be satisfied with a p
