Happy Wives, Happy Life 2

"My, my, my Lensa. You look wonderful. Did you pretty yourself up for me? I do like the gesture but it isn't needed." Tiriana mocked.

"I didn't get dress for you, I'm waiting for someone."

"Your waiting for someone? Who?...My brother perhaps, or someone else."

"You don't need to now my business." Lensa scolded.

"Then we should get this over with before your visitor arrives, yes?"

"Get what over with?"

Tiriana just smirked at her.

Lensa grimace in return. She wanted nothing more than to demand Tiriana's body join the rest of the rotting royal siblings' corpses in the mass burial grounds.

Though she didn't have the power to do so yet, soon she would. 

As if Princess Tiriana had read Lensa's mind, she began to laugh, "You think you're strong enough to take me on?...My death may come, but it definitely won't be by your hands…"

  Lensa was stunned for a moment before she regaining her poker face.

"Why have you come?"