TIME FELT absence as I went through one after another preparation.
I would have never dreamed of being treated like this, but if I ever had the boldness to think of what treatment a Queen could have had, it would be something such as this.
Facial treatments. Body massage. They even plucked the hair on my skin, ones where it didn’t belong. They scrubbed me clean and now as if the mud had stuck to every layer of my cells and they didn’t leave an inch of it. Maids came and went, giving me food, snacks, and every other drink that I didn’t care to ask what was inside of them.
Basically, I was pampered.
It felt somewhat like being dotted on. A little princess, being prepared for her big entrance into society.
I knew I was far from being a princess, let alone a Queen.
It was a terrible t
