Although everything happened not so long ago. It was enough to make her forget that she still had a contest to host. Well, it wasn’t that she was doing anything at all. It was at times like those that she was grateful for Leta.
Speaking of the soon-to-be-Queen.
“Has Leta been here?” Zala asked, glancing at Anne through the mirror as she continued to brush her hair as if it was the ultimate task.
“Oh, yes she was. She stopped by the night that Prince Valerie brought you in. But has been busy preparing for the ball tomorrow that she hadn't stopped by” Anne responded, finally setting the comb down.
The Princess casually had her leg crossed over the other with her elbow in the dressing mirror and her chin on it, and she looked utterly magnificent.
“I actually do feel sorry for her,” Zala
