Tiara & Sneakers [ On Hiatus ]

♔ Chapter 13

"Um..your grip is too tight." I awkwardly said, pointing at Jade's hands on my shoulders.

"Oh, of course." Jade said, smiling at me.

I glared at her a little bit before looking at my shoulders, nail marks present.

"Sorry, your shirt's cloth is so poor." Jade said, before coughing. "I mean, it's low quality. Where did you bought that... shirt?" She said, looking disgusted saying the word 'shirt'.

"A boutique,"

"Well, you should learn how to pick the fabric of the shirt.. also your style." Jade said, crossing her arms, pointing at me.

"I'm comfortable on what I wear." I said, rolling my eyes.

"You can't wear that kind of clothes if you're going to be crowned as a princess." Jade said.

"Princess? Wait, I thought people were exagging. that I'm the future queen! Shouldn't I only be Dutchess?"

"You're going to be crowned as a princess before marrying the prince -- Prince Tristian." Bluntilda answered.

'marrying the prince'

"Wait, what? I thou--"

"It's Victavia's rules." Bluntilda cut me off.

"Well, that is bizarre." I mumble.

"Come on. I'll lead you to your room." Tristian said, pulling my arm a little. "Mother, may we be excused?"

"Yes, just don't forget tomorrow will be the first day of your lessons, Kalel." The queen said with a smiled, nodding.

Tristian pulled my arm again.

"Why do you keep pulling my arm? Are you trying to pull my arm off?!" I exclaimed.

"Do you think I would want to pull your arm off when I chose you?"

"Yeah, you chose me so you could pull my arm off like a Gorilla."

"But my face doesn't look close to a Gorilla." Tristian said, proudly.

"Yeah, it's closer to a reptile." I out-smarted him.

Tristian ignored me, still walking straight.

"Wait, what floor is my room again?"

"5th,"

"5th?!"

"The stairs aren't even close."

"Oh, dear GOD.. I'm going to be as thin as a stick before I get crowned!" I whined, trying to get my arm off of Tristian's grip. I was tired pulling, so I did something so stupid.. I tried to chew my arm off like a small child.

"What are you doing?" Tristian said, looking at me as if I have grown another head.

"O, Prince! Release the pathetic little maiden from your burning grip. Have mercy on this mere soul!"

He sighed, smiling. "I would never doubt choosing you."

"Well, you shouldn't. I'm so awesome!" I said, laughing like I won the lottery.

"Okay, you've got an enough interesting personality.. I didn't knew you were a loony-ish person."

"What's loony-ish?"

"A maniac/ crazy person,"

"Am not! Now release me!" I demanded. "If you don't, I shall kick you where your babies are!"