Queen Meryln walked into a chaos in her dressing room. There were broken mirror glasses on the floor and the furniture was upside down. She looked at Pamela, the royal stuart for explanation.
Pamela sighed realising that she would have to explain to the Queen as the three other occupants of the room were suddenly mute and shrunken in different corners.
“The designers were arguing about which wedding dress you should wear first, Your Highness” Pamela explained.
“Okay?” Queen Meryln responded, waiting for more explanation.
“The argument went out of hand, Your Majesty” Pamela explained some more hoping the culprits would start talking and take responsibility for their actions but the designers just kneeled on the floor with their heads down, none of them willing to look their Queen i
