LARA’S POV
I am now face to face with Crown Princess Dandelion and I fully know that I should not address her that way. Just like Zion, she is not the person I know. She is not Crown Princess Dandelion even though I stare at her for a long time. She is not this woman, they are not the same person, and I can see it all in the way she is looking at them.
If looks can kill, I am probably dead by now. There are words needed. Whoever this woman is and her legion of women by her side, they all hate me for a reason that I do not know yet.
“Oh, look, Sunshine, this b***h learned how to look at you now.”
“She must have forgotten her manners at home.”
“Keep your head down low, peasant.”
I freaking want to laugh at these ugly parasites, but I could not even do it because my mi
