“Ane ue, look,” Kehlani who was now 11 years old said as she tried on the dress I had picked out for her. She looked nothing like the little girl that I had known in the past, but I guess it made sense considering she was glamoured her entire life.
“What am I looking at?” I teased. She was going through puberty and her breasts had started to develop and to be honest they were a little bigger than the first time around. She was also a bit curvy which did not bold well for her father.
“My boobs. I have boobs just like you, look,” she said proudly. “I’m going to go show Mom,” she said, just as the queen walked through the door.
“You look beautiful sweetheart, where are you going?” the queen asked.
“Nowhere but to train with my teachers. I just wanted to show you this,” she said pointing t
