The duo walked to a beer parlor and decided to get a drink.
"this tastes cheap and bitter" The Queen spat lowly, shifting the cup of beer away from her face.
Ivan eyed her from his cup of beer before gulping everything down.
"It's not about the taste your highness" he said, letting out a huge burp.
The Queen glared and recoiled in her seat as the village folks hooted and patted his back for releasing such a disgusting sound and air from his mouth.
"It's about what it makes you feel. Drink up Ma Belle, we have a huge day ahead of us"
And with that, they departed- The Ice Queen.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror, watching the works and design of Sophia on me.
I looked perfect.
Curved out for an engagement party that held the richest of business moguls and royalty.
But deep in
