I hate myself.
I hate myself.
I hate myself.
I hate myself.
Ouch! "Careful Sue, I'm trying not to look like a pin cushion here." I muttered in annoyance.
I've been in a bad mood all day, realization hit me this morning when the guardsmen told me I was to arrive for dinner with the Kings and Queens. We'd apparently have a simple small dinner and then I sleep in the guest room for the night, get married with the small audience of Kings, Queens and Elders in the morning, get ready in the afternoon and in the evening we have a grand show of a wedding for the townspeople.
Laura is going to flip when she finds out.
Another prick, "Come on sue!" I said scowling as she laughed, "I'm sorry, it's just not every day I dress the new Queen." She said grinning.
I know, I know, "Don't do that, I
