Iris rolled on her bed and stared at Harriet who was assigned by Queen Victoria to stay with her, so she won't be able to leave. She felt like a prisoner and outside, there were two guards.
"I hate this." She mumbled.
"Isn't it fun? We will have our skincare routine." Harriet had it prepared. The door opened as Stacey entered. "I heard about the skincare routine. The Queen has her skincare routine and I need one since pregnancy makes me look ugly."
"Pregnancy is scary. This is why I don't want to get married, and I don't want to get pregnant." Iris said.
"Come here and I will massage your face," Harriet said excitedly. "Mom and I always glam together like this."