*Elizabeth's P.O.V*
"You need to change, Elizabeth!" Mommy tells me once again.
"No!" I stare at Mommy with an upset look, feeling so utterly upset with her that I don't even want to speak to her. How dare she spring this on me?! I wasn't going to do what she wanted me to do! She could just forget that ever happening.
"Elizabeth, you have to change out of your dress. It's not made for traveling in, especially in bumpy carriage rides. You can barely sit down in it," Mommy says as she raises an eyebrow when I practically throw myself on the ground in a mini tantrum, causing the dress skirt to puff into the air by a decent amount.
"I want to wear it! You said I could go dress shopping and we did and now I want to wear this one!" I demand, regretting it when Mommy narrows her eyes at me. I squeak slightly, turning my head to try and hide myself from her.
"We did go dress shopping and I let you pick out several dresses. However I need you to change into one that is meant for traveling in so that way you don't ruin your new pretty dress by getting it all dirty or by tearing it," Mommy says, making me whine at the thought of that happening but I really don't want to change! This one is just so pretty!
"Elizabeth... Either you get your butt up, off the ground and go change yourself or I will march you back there myself and change you. Enough games! It's time to go and you aren't wearing that! It's a party dress, not a play dress!" Mommy snaps when I refuse to move.
"I won't play then! That way I can stay in this dress!" I tell her, trying my very best to convince her that it is a sound plan!
"Elizabeth..." Mommy says in that warning tone that usually comes before I'm punished, not buying my plan to be careful in this dress at all.
"1..." She starts counting before I can say anything.
"2..." She says, stepping in close to me as I standing staring open mouthed that she would be so mean and actually start counting like I'm some toddler that needs her to count before I'll listen!
"I'm not gonna do it! You can't make me!" I glare at her from my spot on the ground, squealing in shock when she grabs me by the arm and hauls me up off the ground. She hadn't even counted all the way to 3 yet!
Mommy doesn't let me protest as she pulls me back into the changing room, shutting the door behind me in a way that makes me feel like I'm in big trouble. I know I am when she doesn't even say anything to me, starting to unzip the back of my dress. I try to fruitlessly grab onto some of the fabric to keep it up, yelping when Mommy delivers 3 hard swats to my bottom. I instantly let go of the dress, tears in my eyes as Mommy tugs the dress off of me. They didn't even hurt that much but they were startling and made me feel bad. Had I been that naughty to deserve them?
I sniffle softly, staying still when she dresses me in the blue sundress that I had tried on earlier. I hiccup slightly, wondering just how trouble I am in now. Mommy seems to be trying to calm herself down so I don't say anything in fear of upsetting her.
"I am tired of these fits Elizabeth, I have not and will not ever allow you to throw fits like a spoiled child. I told you the reason you could not wear the dress and you did not accept it. I gave you ample warning which you did not heed so do not act shocked that I punished you," Mommy says, making me hiccup again as I nod my head. I don't want her to know that I am crying, that would be embarrassing.
"You will have plenty of opportunities to wear this dress when we are not traveling. You have all the time in the world to wear it until it's nothing but a few pieces of fabric. Now is not the time," Mommy says as she cups my face, making me sniffle when she lifts my head up.
"Wanna show," I whisper, making her brows furrow. I can tell she's trying to piece what my two words mean.
"Show who?" Mommy asks as her thumb rubs my cheek slowly, letting me lean into her touch.
"Auntie," I murmur, earning a soft smile from Mommy. I meant more than just showing my aunts but she seemed to grasp what I meant without a problem.
"You will have time to show the rest of the family, today is not that day darling. Today is just you getting reacquainted with them. Think of how many people you will shock when they do see your new gorgeous dress. I think you might actually give people heart attacks if anyone sees darling little Lizzie in such a pretty dress. Especially when they've seen that you've grown up so much. We don't want to do that to them, huh?" Mommy asks, making me shake my head as I sniffle.
"Tomorrow....you can wear the dress tomorrow since as far as I've been told there's no plans and it will just be the family chatting for most of the day. That way they can be double shocked. Once from seeing you today and the next time when you wear that dress tomorrow," Mommy says.
"Get to wear it tomorrow?" I double check, earning a small chuckle from Mommy as she fixes my dress.
"Yes darling, tomorrow. Now, if I am not mistaken, I think you have to go potty," Mommy says, making me realize that I do in fact have to go. Like really badly. My face burns, letting her take my hand to guide me to the bathroom.
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Queen's Adviser
FantasyElizabeth has been ruling her kingdom for 3 years now. She's gone through countless advisors in those 3 years. When she's finally ready to give up on finding herself one, she meets Zelene.
