There undeniably was tension in the air as the royal family settled at the breakfast table the following morning.
The stunt the previous queen had pulled on Emily was still very much present in her mind. And the obvious anger rolling off the new queen in waves made the atmosphere almost suffocating.
“Can I have some more jam please?” Emily asked after a while, addressing one of the servants that lurked in the shadows, unseen but there.
“You have eaten plenty already, Emily dear,” Theodore’s mother threw at her carelessly. “Aren’t you afraid to become a whale and have my son become disgusted by you?”
Emily’s face flushed in embarrassment and her eyes stung with unshed tears.
One of the servants put another jam container next to Emily who all but threw it aside. Theodore, however, c
