2 "Oops!"

"No!"

"Nope!"

"Never!"

"Ek!" the girl belched.

"How about this, Your Highness?" the servant held a material.

"Of course not, that's too plain! the girl rolled her eyes, using a 'duh' tone.

"Then which would you like, Your Highness?" the servant bowed and gritted her teeth underneath.

~You have been making stand here for the past four hours just because you can't pick a 'decent' dress for the ball!~

The servant was tempted to snap at the girl but no, she had to hold her temper because doing that wouldn't only result in losing her job but also her life.

So she kept her cool but she was afraid she would burst anytime soon.

"Get that light shade of orange" the girl pointed at one of the materials.

"Here it is, Your Highness" the servant opened it for the girl to see.

"Hmmm," the girl used her long index finger to stroke her chin.

"Bring it closer" She ordered.

The girl then used her hand to feel the material. As she did so, she closed her eyes and a small smile danced coyly on her lips.

"Perfect" she then smiled.

The servant left out a sigh of relief. Finally, she was free.

"I want this one. Bring the shoes in" the girl called and the servant's eyes widened.

~Shoes?! I thought she was done?~

The servant was about to faint from exhaustion now.

A rack of different colors, styles and shapes of shoes was brought in by another servant.

Unknowingly to the servant, a smirk was on the girl's lips as she felt the irritation spewing out from the servant.

She already knew what type of fabric she wanted but she intentionally delayed picking it just so she could see the servant squirm in pain.

Yesterday, this same servant was late in bringing the tea that the girl asked for. She was late by two minutes! Two minutes!

The girl was so outraged when the servant came that she didn't even drink the tea and threw it on the floor. How could a servant be so slow in bringing just a cup of tea?!!

She decided to take her revenge by making the servant suffer since this morning. Every fabric the servant picked out, she would frown and squeeze her face.

She would make the servant go to and fro in bringing the fabrics and she felt satisfied to see pure annoyance on the servant's face.

She wouldn't dare be late next time the Crown Princess asked her for a cup of tea or anything else.

"Get me that one" the girl pointed and she servant huffed.

"This one, Your Highness?" the servant gritted.

"No, higher"

"This?"

"No" the girl dramatically rolled her eyes.

"That one"

"This?" the servant clenched her teeth.

"Yes, bring it for me," the girl ordered.

Another exceedingly painful time of two hours passed and the servant was nearly unconscious before the girl finally said.

"I'll choose this"

"But this was the one you said is too heavy on your foot, Your Highness?"

"Did I now? I must have been mistaken. Polish the pair of shoes and give the fabric to the tailor" the girl said.

"Yes, Your Highness" The servant bowed.

"I hope you won't be late in bringing my tea this evening?" the girl scorned.

"Pardon?" the servant frowned.

She couldn't comprehend what the tea had to do with the clothes.

"Why? Have you forgotten you brought my tea late last night?" the girl stood up from the luxurious sofa she was seated and advanced towards the servant.

"N-no?" the servant stuttered.

"How does it feel to be in one room waiting for that one thing that just wouldn't come?" the girl used a finger to raise the servant's chin.

"F-forgive me, Your Highness" the servant was on the verge of tears.

She couldn't believe that all this was just because of the tea last night! The tea!

She was a little late because her dress caught hold of the table in the hall and she had to tear her dress to get it off.

This princess was being too unfair to her! She was supposed to go see her family this morning but she couldn't go because she was specifically called.

No wonder, it seemed all too strange that she was called by name.

"How does it feel?" the girl opened the trunk on the floor and threw the clothes inside on the floor.

"Irritating?" the girl smirked as she threw the clothes all over the room.

"Suffocating?" she removed the sheets from the majestic bed that was placed in center of the room.

"Or simply frustrating?" she nonchalantly pushed a vase of flowers off the table and the glass came crashing down the floor.

The servant squirmed.

"Oops!" the girl laughed with mockery.

"Clean the room, dear servant" she snickered as pure mirth filled her face.

"This will treat you a lesson to never be late when I ask you for something!" the princess flipped her immaculate hair on the servant's face and walked out of the room with her head held high.

She cleaned the finger she used to touch the servant with her handkerchief as a satisfied smirk dazzled her lips.

But then a high-pitched scream coming from somewhere made her halt in middle of the hall.

"Help!"

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Hey, y'all!!

My faithful readers.

It's me, your humble author!

You have graced your presence in the reading the first chapter of my book!

If this is your first time reading any book of mine, welcome to my abode but if you have read my other books then you know what to expect from this book as well.

Chaos, drama, Cliffhangers in almost all the chapters, laughter, deep emotions and LOVE!!

Did you like it?

Was it great or not all that?

Does it make you want to read on to the next chapter or just open another book?

Comment on what you think!!

This was just a short chapter so you could see what type of character our dear protagonist possess.

She is spoilt to the core and rude to her servants!

Read on to the next chapter!

Bye,

Love from Queen.