The Ambush
The sound of an engine firing filled the air. Sarah sat in the driver's seat with a stoic expression on her face. On the passenger seat was Mara, a gun in her hand.
Today, she was not the fake princess who was currently being hunted down. She was the trained agent ready to defend herself.
Fortunately, her days of wearing a mask have come to end. Although it wasn't her first mission, it has proven to be a difficult one.
Having a woman like Rhea as a mother was the worst curse anyone would receive. She had lived with the woman for a few months and could hardly believe the level of her wickedness.
As the days went by, her respect for the original princess increased. Dealing with the woman's antics was enough to increase a person's blood pressure.
Were it not for the role she was playing, she would have taught her a lesson. No child deserves such a mother. She thought she was the worst mother out there.